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I’m in love…yet again!

Its true. I’m in love. Or rather I’m back in love. Now what am I going on about you wonder? Well for some reason or the other, for the past 2 years I haven’t read a lot of books. Either I didn’t have the time or the inclination or didn’t want to read on the computer screen. Anyway, a couple of days ago, RS suggested that I read Star Trek: The Original Series or Star Trek: The Next Generation. 

cover And well, the long and short of it is, I fell in love again! I started off with the Original Series, which is the adaptation of the TV scripts and hence they’re more like short stories than anything else.

But boy does reading those bring back the memories. Quite frankly I’m barely even coming up for air. Its a lot of fun and just like in the old days when I used to read in the bathroom, under the bed covers, the staircase and while walking to school! I even took books to read in my coaching classes for the boards. And probably as a reward for all my hard work, I didn’t do that badly in the exams either.

I’ve drawn varied reactions from people to my quite innocuous and ubiquitous habit. My mom used to get very exasperated when I didn’t show up for dinner coz I was too busy reading, people have wondered if I’m crazy coz I would suddenly burst out laughing while reading (esp with Wodehouse it’s always likely) and my friends have been amused that I’m not even in this world when I read.

I’m so looking forward to the next few days! Wonder how long it will take me to finish up the entire series…

Comments

  1. i just cant begin to tell u how much impressed i am with ur choice in science fiction.


    its great series don't let it go until u finish the whole thing.

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