Travelling By Paper Planes

When the real world troubles me, and my soul drains out my energy and hope, it’s to this world of fantasy and reality coexisting strongly, enlightening my spirits I run to - Books.

Books cheer me up when I’m happy, soothe me when I’m sad because I believe there is no other friend more loyal than books at all times. Books are the treasure chest for a curious mind. Man desires for in his life to circle the world, meet different people, live different lives, all for his pleasure and happiness. Well, the truth he fails to realize is books are the discount ticket to travel the world limitless times in ways unbounded. He can live more than once through reading in a lifetime. Literature mirrors society - it shows the world its own shame, it reveals to the world its own glory. I travel places by just whipping out a book. I would say a true visit is when our soul can taste the feeling of existence in a place, not mere eyesight and physical presence.

Reading is the destination, journey, and home. Reading is like exploring the infinity from a one-foot square.