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Books, and even more books!!!!!!!

Books books and even more books!!!!

books were a part of me.. there was a time, sorry not juts a time, all the time.. when i was so engrossed in books that i barely blinked while reading.. i loved reading so much, it became a passion!! and then i moved away from reading when i indulged more in life.. but i still have a passion for reading..

so.. guess what, this year on my birthday i rcvd 3 books.. and i wanted them badly.. hehe

one of thems Shantaram.. good.. not yet completed though
3 cups of Tea.. awesome book
and Brida by the famous alchemist writer..

with books i always like the names of book store.. back in karachi i loved liberty books.. goign there with Mom looking around books.. and then her buying me fresh from the press books was an experience i can never forget.. coming to think of it, i have had all the fun i could have asked for.. goign there in the evening.. surfing through the leaves of books, and then making a selection of what to buy was amazing..

then there was this bookstore.. mr. old books which was equally nice.. i still go there.. when i am in pakistan..

and before that there was paramount books.. and Ferozsons.. aahh.. memories fresh as ever!!

and here in dubai.. i love magrudy's like anything.. one of my bday books come from magrudys and 2 form liberty.. i m glad!!

i m glad i love reading...
books rock.. and are still a part of my life!! and me a part of their sales.. ;)

Comments

Karachiite said…
wow. thanks for the link!!!!!
iAmbiguous said…
Am kinda new to this blogging thing... and was about to remove your name from my list lol cuz I thought u were not gonna make more posts it seemed.

Getting to your post, you know I simply looove reading myself! Almost 95% of the time I visit a bookstore I have to get one...although not really into fiction.

In karachi, all I ever got the chance was to visit the urdu bazaar lol...so I'll keep some names you mentioned in mind for next time...
iAmbiguous said…
Thanks for the comment on my blog! lol...ok am new to these things which is why i wasnt sure where I should say thanks since u might not see it if i wrote it on mine :P

And yea, I've been following ur blog for some time now, at first i was like damn, i think the blog's dead lol But I liked ur posts so i added it to my list. Glad i'll be seeing more of ur writing... sorry for the late response though, having my finals u see. So how long until u'r next post??

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