As i turn the pages...


yippee yippee yaay yaay...
hummms my mind alone...


I picked the book from the shelf
stole some glances mere
and then went on to sniff the pages
to lose myself in the fragrance there.
the olfactory knows no better route
be the book new or old in soot
it tells a story of its' own
on these fairy tales, i have grown.


yippee yippee yaay yaay...
hummms my mind alone...

Comments

maneesh said…
Heaven should look like a second-hand bookstore, methinks...

Sky-high shelves of classics, a hidden story behind the first reader's signature or gifting messages (for want of a better expression) on the front leaf that you can only guess at, an all-pervading smell of old books everywhere and an infinite credit limit!!!

I'm loving it...!!!
Madhurima said…
@Maneesh- I cannot agree more...:)it is happiness personified...
Pritesh said…
I HAVE TO agree! Those yellowed out pages, signatures and notes from the previous users.......trying to guess what the first reader must've felt while reading the book.......beautiful experiences

Popular Posts