It's chilling tonight in Hyderabad, the traffic outside my room is thinning slowly. An Ernest Hemingway book is staring at me. It is my salary day gift to myself. Every end of the month, my company dutifully deposits my salary in my numbered account in Geneva. On that day, after finishing from office or some workshop,depending upon the orders of the day,I go to the Crossword. I like to be surrounded by books. I still remember the first time I had visited a library. It was my school library. My favorite book back then was a giant Picture book about the various planets and heavenly bodies. But, what I loved in those books was the pictures of Greek gods and godessess and a small background story on how these bodies came to be named as they are today. I hardly recall any word from that book, except that its smell still lingers somewhere; I used to run as soon as the bell rang, leaving my lunch untouched. I wanted to be the first kid to get that book issued. So
Unabated......