The book fair is right around the corner and I JUST CANNOT WAIT!
Halls and halls of, stalls and stalls of, rows and rows of books! Sigh.......... Bliss! :)
Wandering through the alleyways flanked left right and centre with books, air perfumed with that special smell unique to those entire worlds trapped between pages, once you enter these halls you at once feel dizzy with the possibilities that lay bare right before you. Should you charge head on like a bull on to this world or tread delicately, savouring every step, every breath taken in this overwhelming atmosphere, you are confused. Which way to look, which way to turn, simple gestures and sense of direction all become muddled in your head, because you want it all! You want to devour it all in one single gulp! But as your impatience rightly whispers in your ear, you just cannot do so.
One trip to the car after the other, just dumping my loot in the boot of the vehicle, securing the goods only to shimmy right back into the lair for some more. Emerging arms, elbows and bags full of goodies. Sigh..... I am insatiable.
Going home is always a treat. Heading homewards while in your head, there is a mound of yummylicious goodies to be devoured in the backseat that you just cannot wait to caress, to smell and to flip through. The feeling is exhilerating.
I know from experience, that September is not a good month for my wallet. But it IS a good month for my face. I go cross eyed from looking at all those books, neck croocked from trying to read the bookspines at an angle, and my face muscles are permanently stretched in a goofy smile. Well, can't complain. Good facial exercise I'd say.
14th being a Saturday, I think I should probably head that way on that immediate Monday to avoid the crowds. The worst day to visit the book fair is on its starting day. The following day doesn't do much to help either. Monday would probably be the best, the third day being a work day and cozily in the middle. I guess a leave is due. Or a half day. Probably.
Went for my first Poetry P'lau today. A very pleasant experience. Good poetry, good conversation, not to mention really awesome coffee. I dare say there is a big chance that I would be heading that way the next time too.
Its late and I've just finished my second cup of tea for the night. Sleep is no where near, however a book is near that demands attention. Therefore, I shalt now to my book!
Halls and halls of, stalls and stalls of, rows and rows of books! Sigh.......... Bliss! :)
Wandering through the alleyways flanked left right and centre with books, air perfumed with that special smell unique to those entire worlds trapped between pages, once you enter these halls you at once feel dizzy with the possibilities that lay bare right before you. Should you charge head on like a bull on to this world or tread delicately, savouring every step, every breath taken in this overwhelming atmosphere, you are confused. Which way to look, which way to turn, simple gestures and sense of direction all become muddled in your head, because you want it all! You want to devour it all in one single gulp! But as your impatience rightly whispers in your ear, you just cannot do so.
One trip to the car after the other, just dumping my loot in the boot of the vehicle, securing the goods only to shimmy right back into the lair for some more. Emerging arms, elbows and bags full of goodies. Sigh..... I am insatiable.
Going home is always a treat. Heading homewards while in your head, there is a mound of yummylicious goodies to be devoured in the backseat that you just cannot wait to caress, to smell and to flip through. The feeling is exhilerating.
I know from experience, that September is not a good month for my wallet. But it IS a good month for my face. I go cross eyed from looking at all those books, neck croocked from trying to read the bookspines at an angle, and my face muscles are permanently stretched in a goofy smile. Well, can't complain. Good facial exercise I'd say.
14th being a Saturday, I think I should probably head that way on that immediate Monday to avoid the crowds. The worst day to visit the book fair is on its starting day. The following day doesn't do much to help either. Monday would probably be the best, the third day being a work day and cozily in the middle. I guess a leave is due. Or a half day. Probably.
Went for my first Poetry P'lau today. A very pleasant experience. Good poetry, good conversation, not to mention really awesome coffee. I dare say there is a big chance that I would be heading that way the next time too.
Its late and I've just finished my second cup of tea for the night. Sleep is no where near, however a book is near that demands attention. Therefore, I shalt now to my book!
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