Reading
Reading Books are my way to escape reality.
I cant possibly imagine life without my nose in a book atleast for a few minutes a day ever since that day when I a read 'Famous Five' by Enid Blyton for the first time.
When I am reading its like am in this bublle filled with the content of the book. Fantasy. Action. Mystery. Thriller. Slow. Fast. Teen fics. Magic. Its just magical when I read. Once I finish a book and if it was a good book I would replay some of the best parts of the book over and over in my head till I fall asleep.
Sadly lately I havent been able to read as much as I thought I could. Been really busy with school work, exams and classes. I do manage to atleast read a few pages of books that I have already read. I barely go to the bookshop nowadays as I used to =( All my collected money was sadly, but at that moment it was bliss, spent on the canteen. I am however trying to save my money for books now.
I remember when I was little I was all about books. I would read a book every chance I get. At school intervals. Periods when teachers were absent. Late at night. I used to sacrifice my sleep for books. Now however I find myskef prefering to sleep over books. That has made me sad a lot cause I used to love reading. I mean I still do but... how can I sleep when I have a good book to read. I also have a growing list of books that I own but havent finished reading and also a growing list of books that I want to buy but have no money and no ways to buy them.
I am trying to change my ways. I miss my old self a lot. The one who was quiet. The one who always had her nose in a book. The one who would skip her sleep just to divulge in a book. The one who would rather read than play 'Truth or Dare' with friends. The one who would read whenever she had liesure time. But...... I have changed or have I just grown up??? I dont know but I am going to start reading all the books that I own and havent read yet and also save all my money to buy books. Insha Allah.
Reading was and is My Pleasure. Drug. Intoxicant. My Happy Place. My Heart. My Mind. My Soul. My Life…
•Guess its another random ramble *sheepish grin* Again no talent just passion for writing.•
=)<3Salma
P.S. picture creds are to tumblr.
I cant possibly imagine life without my nose in a book atleast for a few minutes a day ever since that day when I a read 'Famous Five' by Enid Blyton for the first time.
When I am reading its like am in this bublle filled with the content of the book. Fantasy. Action. Mystery. Thriller. Slow. Fast. Teen fics. Magic. Its just magical when I read. Once I finish a book and if it was a good book I would replay some of the best parts of the book over and over in my head till I fall asleep.
Sadly lately I havent been able to read as much as I thought I could. Been really busy with school work, exams and classes. I do manage to atleast read a few pages of books that I have already read. I barely go to the bookshop nowadays as I used to =( All my collected money was sadly, but at that moment it was bliss, spent on the canteen. I am however trying to save my money for books now.
I remember when I was little I was all about books. I would read a book every chance I get. At school intervals. Periods when teachers were absent. Late at night. I used to sacrifice my sleep for books. Now however I find myskef prefering to sleep over books. That has made me sad a lot cause I used to love reading. I mean I still do but... how can I sleep when I have a good book to read. I also have a growing list of books that I own but havent finished reading and also a growing list of books that I want to buy but have no money and no ways to buy them.
I am trying to change my ways. I miss my old self a lot. The one who was quiet. The one who always had her nose in a book. The one who would skip her sleep just to divulge in a book. The one who would rather read than play 'Truth or Dare' with friends. The one who would read whenever she had liesure time. But...... I have changed or have I just grown up??? I dont know but I am going to start reading all the books that I own and havent read yet and also save all my money to buy books. Insha Allah.
Reading was and is My Pleasure. Drug. Intoxicant. My Happy Place. My Heart. My Mind. My Soul. My Life…
•Guess its another random ramble *sheepish grin* Again no talent just passion for writing.•
=)<3Salma
P.S. picture creds are to tumblr.
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