Books

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If  there is one thing which benefits you most is a book...

Ask a book if it's intelligent than the book kept on that table.What would it say? well..it will rarely reply or the chances might be nill.But the one who has never read it ,will be  certainly having an opinion for it.
But as we say never judge a book by it's cover.

It's been 20 years now on this earth and one who has accompanied me throughout are these books(ofcourse!sparing initial 4 years ).There are few things related to books which still baffles me.But before that let's take a quick recap of "how these books at or most of the times dominated our life or became more important than maa and paa".
Ahh!that tender age of 4..
Ok! While we were busy tearing the pages of a blank copy..we were told to write something on it,then write more ..more and more.Then there was a 1 book..2 book ..3 book and so on.
That kho-kho playground..
Now! As we grew up into an eight year child..we were busy doing kho-kho(if you know what actually is kho -kho).Then suddenly a lady from balcony shouted(maa)..give the message that "your book is calling you".There it dominates again.

That cute guy from 12th A.
while we were busy staring at that guy from A section and dying  a bit inside our heart on that cute smile..someone banged a heavy calculas book on head leaving a message" read this,it will help you to succeed and not that cute smile".Again! Who dominated? ...book!

IF LIFE WAS All ABOUT BOOK..then I do have few confusions..
why are we told to compare books?
Books are among few precious creations of humans which are not supposed to be compared.
Why is the intelligence linked with kind of books we prefer to read in future?
A book when read never speaks.But we speak..we criticize it or like it.
Take lanuage as an example.There are millions and millions of books printed every day in many different languages.Then,why is that books written with specific lanuages.Talk about India,.
If you cannot a read a book of english ..you can be called "illiterate".I don't understand why?
Why is it has always been about books
WE have  2 lives..one with books and other with friends,family and foes(ya!no bf..who gets a bf when you are busy with books and life surrounding it)

Comments

  1. ʞɐFebruary 7, 2014 at 5:49 AM

    Looks like you are too immersed in books , exams is it ? or whatever the reason might be. The fact that you wrote a while post about books puts it in a fine language that these are kind of things you currently hate. Can I say that ?

    People say that we should always be in o it toes when it comes to acquiring knowledge, which is mostly through books, to state the obvious. So, I am not going to say that there is a point when that become nonexistent. It has always been that way.

    Actually, I was about to comment, "No Comments" but I really don't know what came over me. I just rambled this thing. Let me end this.
    Books are BOOKS. Period.

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    1. SrishTiFebruary 9, 2014 at 10:22 AM

      Clearing the doubts, no Ajay...this girl actually loves books :D

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    2. alokitaFebruary 12, 2014 at 6:43 AM

      Ajay-no! I am not immersed but just wanted to dedicate a post for BOOKS:D.Actually,that day I was immersed in thoughts ..deeply thinking what is that one thing which has never left me from past few years and the answer was BOOKS.
      P.S- thanks a lot for crossing by.This is the lengthiest comment on my post and thanx again for that.Thank God you did not write *no comments*.I loved your comment and yeah it's not exam:P

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    3. alokitaFebruary 12, 2014 at 6:45 AM

      Srishti-so do u:P

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    4. ʞɐFebruary 12, 2014 at 6:58 AM

      The conclusion is that you both love BOOKS.
      Oh is it ? And its okay to write lengthy comments right ? I have a tendency if drifting away while writing on one thing.

      So, practicals is it ? Are they over or yet to start ? Anyways all the best. :)
      Keep writing. :)

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    5. alokitaFebruary 12, 2014 at 8:39 AM

      Yes ! It's completely ok.We like describing it big and that's what makes us blogger:)

      Na! No practical exam.Actually! We have submit few experimants and tests time to time..just that:)

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  2. SrishTiFebruary 9, 2014 at 10:22 AM

    Now to you Ms. Jha, practicals got so much into you? God! I haven't even started! :/
    But but, you know there were few points up there that really made me think. I appreciate your love for books. And wrong, you still can handle a bf..even with those books. Give it a try :P

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    1. alokitaFebruary 12, 2014 at 6:47 AM

      Even you have finished it now:P
      Ohh thanks:)
      Yeah.I am ready give me a bf first:P

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