Bam! I hit the novel on my thigh as I completed it. Almost placed it in agony on the top of my shoerack with a big smile on my face, which lasted for a surprising minute. I thought to myself, this is my first proper book I read and what a plot it was! The last one was a tad, cute book known as Around The World In 80 Days. I loved that book. I read it when I was barely in my teens. At that time, I felt it was the best one I had ever read. Yet, after more than a decade, who knew I would start reading again.
I always despised books. Even in my school days, I didn’t like textbooks. Simply because I would get distracted almost instantaneously, losing my focus, eventually just keeping them aside. Not only in the childhood, I suffered this trauma in college too. Reading those photocopied notes. I hated them. I hated them all. After so much self-convincing, throughout the past couple of years, I finally read my first novel. First of many. Tilly Bagshawe‘s After Darkness. Tilly, writes her novels in the vein of America’s 7th best selling author of all time, Sidney Sheldon.
I told this to almost every person in my life, that I disliked books. And I could never read a novel. Obviously, because movies and television were way more easier to access and took lesser efforts. I used to be crazy about films. I still am. I can binge-watch like a nerd would study textbooks.
Honestly, I have become a sort of an addict to Netflix. I love exploring and watching new shows. The stories they show and those brilliant directions just put me in a state of awe, every single time. Plus, so many of Hollywood films and a few of Bollywood films impress me, surprise me very easily and make me crave to watch more.
I’d always think that nothing could explain a certain topic better than a film or a television show. Even after one of my cousins, one of my friends and my current boss, all of whom still are or at least used to be insane readers, urged me to start reading. As they believed that books and novels always have a better way of telling you the story than a film would. In addition, they gave you better knowledge. I always negated them. But now, not being a hypocrite, I am starting to agree with them.
A book too, has the power to keep you hooked, inclined towards them. Now, with better concentration (which came pretty easily to me), I am really happy that I finished the book, in about twenty days, with a lot of breaks. But I am sure, if I would have read it continuously, I would have finished it three or four days.
It’s not that I now think that I should’ve started reading much earlier. I was content with my decision then and I am glad with my current accord of starting to read, too. All in all, I can be affirmative about one thing, they are as intriguing as any television show or a good film can be. Maybe, even more.