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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.. ;)
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Karachiite said…
wow. thanks for the link!!!!!
Sat Apr 26, 11:22:00 AM
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...
Tue May 06, 07:51:00 AM
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??
Fri May 16, 03:46:00 AM
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