To my beloved Bookshelf

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Dear Bookshelf,

I still remember how you came to life with a couple of picture books I received for my 5th birthday. From then on, seeing you growing in numbers together with me was one of the most pleasant sights in my life. You just don’t hold books, but also timely memories attached with them. You have been the keeper of my childhood dreams and fantasies. Through picture story books and wide fairy tale series you offered me an excited childhood. With you I never doubted to believe the existence of dwarfs, unicorns, fire flashing dragons and so many other things. Then came the stubborn teenage among your limitless adventures and adrenaline. Under your touch life was wonderful. After all those years, as I’m heading towards the maturity of adulthood (well…. at least certain level of maturity…) you never failed to stand close by offering advises, antidepressants, comforting thoughts and companionship.

Being such a massive part of my life I’m sorry that I never had a chance to say “Thank you” to your wooden frames. I want you to know that I value your presence in my room. You have been a constant supporter throughout this long. Inside those wooden frames you hold a part of dreams, wishes, feelings and memories of mine. Whenever I open you up I get lost inside your enchanted world filled with sights I’ve never seen, places I’ve never been, people I’ve never met and the adventures I’ve never been a part of. But still, with you they all feel real.

I’m sorry that I can’t keep in touch with you as I was. My never-ending workload keeps bulling me without a rest. I miss your company. I miss those long hours I used to spend dusting you, recalling the stories buried under the pages of each book. The old scented pages and warmly felt hard covers of your books provide escape from my moments of realities. For some, you might be just a piece of furniture. But for me you are equivalent to a storytelling granny who can relate a story for every situation happen in life.

In this smart digital world, very few still believe on you and I’m glad to be a part of that small population. For me, your place can never be replaced by Pdfs and ebooks. They just hold contents, not feelings or memories as you do. So let’s continue to keep our companionship and grow old together.

 

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