I like my father’s habit of reading. It’s his very good quality. Yesterday he brought around 15 books from a book fair which is a rare occasion in Jamnagar. He reads highly philosophical book. Same quality I have inherited from my father.
Initially I was not fond of reading and found reading boring. Someone suggested me The Fountainhead, I read it and I fall in love with Ayn Rand’s philosophy which every one can not digest. I found my thinking in her words and myself in her characters. My friend CD got much credit in my reading habit. When he came to know that I read The Fountainhead, he started giving me books to read. All these books are of little high level.
Reading helped me a lot in understanding the things which are happening in my surrounding and also in my life. It’s an unseen force which drives me towards myself. I understood myself in better way; I came to understand my psychology as well as of people in my group. It created greater awareness in me about me. It gives me the direction towards my dreams; it has awakened me from unconscious state of mind. I got the meaning of my being here on this earth. It makes me think bit differently and also build my personality. The world is full of mysteries and at each juncture of our life we meet different kind of people, all these have their own set of psychology from which they themselves are unaware. Reading has become my hobby; I don’t need other person to share my views with as I found it in the book. I enjoy as I feel someone is there who thinks like me. It’s a light house for my lone journey in this big ocean called the world. It’s helping me in my search of self. But I really feel bad that I can not dedicate all the time for reading.
Initially I was not fond of reading and found reading boring. Someone suggested me The Fountainhead, I read it and I fall in love with Ayn Rand’s philosophy which every one can not digest. I found my thinking in her words and myself in her characters. My friend CD got much credit in my reading habit. When he came to know that I read The Fountainhead, he started giving me books to read. All these books are of little high level.
Reading helped me a lot in understanding the things which are happening in my surrounding and also in my life. It’s an unseen force which drives me towards myself. I understood myself in better way; I came to understand my psychology as well as of people in my group. It created greater awareness in me about me. It gives me the direction towards my dreams; it has awakened me from unconscious state of mind. I got the meaning of my being here on this earth. It makes me think bit differently and also build my personality. The world is full of mysteries and at each juncture of our life we meet different kind of people, all these have their own set of psychology from which they themselves are unaware. Reading has become my hobby; I don’t need other person to share my views with as I found it in the book. I enjoy as I feel someone is there who thinks like me. It’s a light house for my lone journey in this big ocean called the world. It’s helping me in my search of self. But I really feel bad that I can not dedicate all the time for reading.
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