Random Gyan #17 – Home To A Bookworm



A good book feels like home.

When you leave it’s world behind, you yearn to get back to it. You find yourself uncomfortable in the real and present world that feels alien to you.

You seek those who have read the same book and you connect with them like compatriots of the same nation.

You discuss the nuances of that world with as much ease and fervor as an emigrant or an exile.

And when you do return to it, you feel like you’ve returned to family.


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10 thoughts on “Random Gyan #17 – Home To A Bookworm

  1. Bonjour ou Bonsoir mon Ami, Amie PADRITA
    Une légende dit
    Qu’il existe un paradis
    On y trouve un trésor
    Celui de la vraie amitié
    Ce bien précieux d’amitié est une fleur
    Elle est remplit de bonheur
    Sent-tu ce parfum
    C’est celui de l’amitié qui jamais ne s’éteint
    Donc je me suis dit que cette légende t’était destinée

    Car en toi j’ai trouvé un ami ou une amie vraiment spéciale

    Bonne journée on bonsoir

    gros bisous


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    • Dear Bernard, you took my breath away with that little yet evocative poem of yours. Yes, I smell the sweet scent of this friendship and I know its fragrance will last long. Thank you, as always. Best wishes and regards to you, old friend.

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