Ok…. I enjoy reading, though not a voracious reader, but what I love most are
the visits to a bookstore or a library.
Meandering my way from one row of shelf to another, browsing through some witty-interesting titles, admiring the covers, turning the back of some best-sellers for the reviews and sit with one of them in a blissfully co-existing Café. One leg on top of another, ears listening to music, tongue relishing the beverage, nose smelling the fresh book, arms holding the book, eyes reading the black on white and fingers on the pages going flip-flip.
Flip, Flip as I flip through some old book, sometimes I see a written-note gifted to me, bringing a nostalgic smile. Sometimes I see a folded-corner reminding me of my half reads. Sometimes remember my growing up days, when I would keep a flower/leaf in between the pages. Wait for it to dry-up in a day or two. So I could paste it in a greeting card or use it like a book-mark or just feel its texture or just crush it to hear the crisp.
Crisp crisp my currency comes out almost impulsively and invariably to buy
at least one book whenever I visit a store and add to my piling-on collection.
My Book-Shelf now is carpented to reach almost the ceiling. BTW it also houses
this heavy, thick, fat book written in tiny fonts, “Steve Jobs" Biography by Walter Issacson,
picturing his i-ttitude face on the cover.
His eyes always looks straight into mine as if asking me “When Are You Reading
Me Darling” . With a gulp I reply “Soon Baby Soon!”, and look around to see the
other collections only to realize that more than half of them are yet to be
read and just kept away!!”
Away.. Away in the bookshelf are also kept all sizes of dictionaries. For whenever I get into reading something, especially something “literary”, I encounter words I would not understand their meanings of. If am in my enthusiastic best, I would underline these unfathomable-tougher words to check their meanings later in the dictionary. But this “later” in most likelihood never comes.
Or Vice Versa….
Meandering my way from one row of shelf to another, browsing through some witty-interesting titles, admiring the covers, turning the back of some best-sellers for the reviews and sit with one of them in a blissfully co-existing Café. One leg on top of another, ears listening to music, tongue relishing the beverage, nose smelling the fresh book, arms holding the book, eyes reading the black on white and fingers on the pages going flip-flip.
Flip, Flip as I flip through some old book, sometimes I see a written-note gifted to me, bringing a nostalgic smile. Sometimes I see a folded-corner reminding me of my half reads. Sometimes remember my growing up days, when I would keep a flower/leaf in between the pages. Wait for it to dry-up in a day or two. So I could paste it in a greeting card or use it like a book-mark or just feel its texture or just crush it to hear the crisp.
Away.. Away in the bookshelf are also kept all sizes of dictionaries. For whenever I get into reading something, especially something “literary”, I encounter words I would not understand their meanings of. If am in my enthusiastic best, I would underline these unfathomable-tougher words to check their meanings later in the dictionary. But this “later” in most likelihood never comes.
Come a Holiday/Vacation plan, luggaging a book has always
been customary. Whether I end up reading it or not is a different story. I
would browse through my collection, when I suddenly hear “Why Aren’t You Taking
Me?” there Mr. Steve Jobs, interrogating me from his book-cover “You Are Yet To
Read Me!?”
Irritated with this sudden reminder, my subconscious mind
back answers “Coz You Are Big, Fat and Heavy For My Suit-Case. Moreover you are
too boring for a holiday”. Just then a little guilt crosses me and I console
“Once I Return Mr. Jobs, I Shall Definitely Give You a Read.”
“Read… Read, so you must, to gain knowledge, to attain
wisdom…” Timeless Prophecies . So I have been…reading… sometimes in full
enthusiasm, sometimes in lesser. Phases when I didn’t read at all, when I
believed I didn’t have time at all. Most-times, excitedly choosing the fiction
reads and sometimes determinedly choosing the must professional or
literary-reads. But at any time, Archies
has always been a Fun-read… unless I get caught picking it up from the
book-shelf. “What?! Reading About A College Kid??? Look at your age!!”- As
usual! Mr. Steve Jobs at me again . “Any Ambitious Person Today, Reads Me ” …
“Whats Your Problem”
I Snap back “I… I… I Was Just Taking a Break ” Scornfully, I keep back the comic
condoling “RIP Archie, will miss you” and keep it away.
Well!!.... Such has been my reading and wish-list reading
habit.
But…
For all the book-store trips,
And for all the page flips,
For all the look and feel
And for all the old-habit zeal…
I Love Books.. Just Hard Books
Any Book but Only.. Print Book
I run this slogan in my mind while observing any debate, any
joke, any article on Books V/S E-Books. I mean.. imagine, gifting a book will
mean gifting a code for download. How impersonal!. Bookmarks and page pressed flowers will extinct.
How Sad! Bookstore will be merely some kiosk to download or listen to a book.
Just not happening!. Of course, I support Books, only print books, quite
strongly.
Strongly, actually very strongly I supported it when I met
this Gadget-Geek Cousin who recently purchased a Kindle. And kindling in his joy, he shows off the piece to me,
goes on bragging about its advantages “imagine! more than 1000 e-books can be
carried anywhere…. blah blah blah” and all the while I kept resenting it with
all my traditionalistic sentiments. Forcefully he drops off the machine in my
palms “C’mon have a look. How light it is!” Indeed it was light and I started
thinking even in a Tab which I carry anyways everywhere, a book can be so conveniently
carried in E-Format. 1 item instead of 2 in a travel-suitcase. “But Hey! What
am I thinking. It’s a sin. I only support print-books no matter what”
sudden realization dawns on me and start chanting the slogan to wash off my sin.
Hand over the kindle to him, who was looking at me with childlike excitement. “Isse
aankhen kharab hojandi hain teri” (You will spoil your eyes with this) curtly
reply to kill his excitement and walk out.
Out of boredom one day, I was browsing through Tab and in
attempt to scroll down, accidentally pressed on word “precipitation” and Voila! A prompt appears showing
this word’s meaning “Rain, Sleet or Snow”. What a simple meaning it has, I
wonder. Though I have come across this word here and there but never attempted
to find its meaning. And just a press on the word in a Tab instantly shows me the
meaning in the right context. Am sure it would be the same while reading an
E-Book, I wonder deeply now. And how simple it would be to E-read that
tough-worded Classic “Wuthering
Heights ” which I
left quarter way through...............
“You May E-Read Me As Well”
“You May E-Read Me As Well”
Well There!.. Mr Steve at his irritating job again.
“Mind Your Own Business” I snap at him and turn its cover the other way but subconsciously give a thought to his comment. If Steve Jobs is an E-Book, I wouldn’t have to look at his i-conic face so frequently. Besides, his Big-Fat book would’nt seem very huge and daunting in a sleek machine.
"But hey again, where am I getting these Anti-PrintBooks ideas from. Chant the slogan. Fast. Before my mind gets dirty."
“Mind Your Own Business” I snap at him and turn its cover the other way but subconsciously give a thought to his comment. If Steve Jobs is an E-Book, I wouldn’t have to look at his i-conic face so frequently. Besides, his Big-Fat book would’nt seem very huge and daunting in a sleek machine.
"But hey again, where am I getting these Anti-PrintBooks ideas from. Chant the slogan. Fast. Before my mind gets dirty."
What is she reading? Asterix, 7 Habits or 50 Shades of Grey!?! |
Dirty! Talk about dust that gathers in the bookshelf and I
have to clean up every few days. Though it also fun to keep bumping into some old
books in this process. One such time recently I hit on my favorite Archie when…
“LEAVE the KID ALONE” Oh No Mr. Jobs never leaves me alone.
“SHUT UP” I back
answer and drift away in my thoughts. While E-reading, I may read anything….. I mean anything, without anyone getting to see what I am reading (My Dirty
Thought ;) ). Further if all these books in the shelf gets squeezed into one
E-Device, I would never have to clean anything. (My Clean Thought).
"Hey. Whatever thought it maybe, none of them is a Pro-book thought. Ought not allow my mind to drift. I Support only Hard Books."
"Hey. Whatever thought it maybe, none of them is a Pro-book thought. Ought not allow my mind to drift. I Support only Hard Books."
“Book-Worm” neighborhood library from where I got a book few
days back, to my surprise had some pages missing and some pages torn. Feeling
cheated, I walk back to return it when I
start wondering if there can ever be torn or missing pages in a E-Book? No. Never. Technically
Impossible! Then why am I still stuck to Just Books?!
"Oh! No no no…this case is just an exception…Forgive me Lord.. Chant.. Only Print Books everytime, everyday"
"Oh! No no no…this case is just an exception…Forgive me Lord.. Chant.. Only Print Books everytime, everyday"
Day, a fine one, while browsing through
a website, I see a small banner of a E-Book Brand. With a minute’s thought full
of curiosity, I finally click on it. Browse through the page, check the
collection, read some reviews, all the while protecting myself to be caught by
my Print-Books patriotic side. Recollect all my recent observations about
E-read benefits. I can feel my mind now unable to ignore the conveniences of
E-Books.
"Lord I’m in a fix. Hard-book reckons me with all its Old-World-Charm and E-book beckons me with all its new-age-advantage. What do I do?"
"Lord I’m in a fix. Hard-book reckons me with all its Old-World-Charm and E-book beckons me with all its new-age-advantage. What do I do?"
“Do you even care how much dust has gathered on my white
cover? Again Mr. Job Stalking me and this time in my life-changing thoughts. I choose
not to react. And turn back to my tab and continue browsing. After ten minutes
I pick up Mr. Jobs book ‘Steve Jobs Biography’, “Hey what are u doing? Perplexed Steve asks.
“Dumping you in a Carton filled with stuff for 2nd
sale!” I reply.
“But Why?”
I don’t reply and shut the carton
“Hey! I’ll miss you” he shouts from inside
“I’ll miss you too” I reciprocate. “See you in a new Avataar”
I get back to my Tab and open up my first E-Book “Steve Jobs
Biography” downloaded just five minutes back. Tak Tak, I start turning the
pages to….E-Read
Well! This is my story with little reality and little
fiction. Story, full of mixed-feeling
transition from anti E-books to accepting E-books concept. And currently, I use
both form of reads to keep my love and logic happy and going. All the average sized and
simple reads in print-books and all the heavy and loaded reads in E-books format.
A similar dilemma would be in existence with so many us
these days. And with varying degrees of resistance, gradually are giving
consideration to E-reads.
As they say ‘Old Habits Die Hard’….. but ‘Change is Mightier Constant’.
Though a long long way to go . Despite the growing
popularity of E-books, US is yet to see it outselling Printed-Books. And in India ,
it will take a generation.
But come to think of it, we are poised at the best scenario
today, having best of both the reading worlds. We can go to a book-store, enjoy
the look and feel experience, select a book by flip-flipping many pages, and
while sitting in the Store-Café, purchase it in a E-Format.
Tak Tak… J
Or Vice Versa….
Flip Flip J J
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