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Why I love Reading?



Reading was my first love, I discovered reading before writing. It was not a first sight love, reading was though at first, and the texts were hard to understand. The words were difficult to grasp and to comprehend the meaning behind the words were even harder. But eventually, reading become easy, then meaningful, then necessary.
The early childhood memories of my life weren’t filled with book. I start reading book when I was junior high school. I was fond of reading that I was reading everywhere and everytime. But I’d like to reading story book (novel) than another genre of book hehe. I though that novel can broght me to another world that wasn’t available here. Remembering those moments, I have always found book very close to my memories. And make all the genre of book can filled my brain so easy with my own manner to read it became so exited. But, when I was 15, I stopped reading without any specific reasons.
Thanks a lot to boredom – I rediscovered my passion again!
Out of my boredom, I started reading books again. It was not a proper place to read, it was my private room. The only motive for me to begin reading again was my desire and intent to end it. So, each and every book I read, I tried to finish it with haste. But, while reading books something always stuck me back. Speaking honestly, I couldn’t grasp some words. In fact, I couldn’t understand what meaning lies behind the words. It happens on some book that content about educational or islamic (spesific sub bab of deeply islamic field). And sometimes, I over understood.
The lucid and beautiful narratives used to touch me from a dept that I used to repeat them again. Sometimes a word I like, sometimes a phrase, a sentence, a paragraph, a chapter and sometimes the whole book- I used to repeat reading, - twice, thrice and even more that totally used to depend on my mood. But whatever my frame of mind used to be. I was always a reader and I was always reading as I can do.
Even I got nothing new and exiting to read, I used to read and reread whatever I had, whatever I got –poetry, prose, newspaper, articles, novel, comic and so on. I knew it wasn’t good to read the same book, same story, same characters but, it was best than to read nothing at all.
Books again became the part of my life. I love reading because for me reading is the quest for truth. One of the best thing in life is to stumble upon a book or article that changes my perpective and teaches me something new. J
Here are my collection book is in my own minni library


And another book that I didn't take a picture yet, and they was borrowed by my friend hehe..
That all from me :p  

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