I used to read books by sum of the famous management gurus a year back.But now I enjoy reading books once in a while, strictly fiction, though of any genre. But I am not exactly someone whom you would refer to as a “voracious reader”. However fervently I would like to hide it, only a few forms of literature that have a louder voice and command than their many fellow literary works, manage to pave their way into my bookshelf. In other words, I read popular fiction only, or books that, if not read, would invariably lead to your labeling as an illiterate in the ‘literary circles’ of society, which, it seems, includes everyone who can pee over an inch range. I will call myself “barely literate”. I shun anything that has a worldly reference, or non-fiction, preferring to dwell in the more enticing world of man’s boundless imaginations. Well, from all that I have said till now, it is plainly evident that I lack the all-essential ‘thirst’ for knowledge that seems to be an indispensible tag of honorable existence stamped on every forehead. And I admit it, knowledge be damned, I read for the thrill of the moment.
i know this has no connection to the topic iam writing on.so be it!
hav neva seen anyone justifying his populist preferences so vehemently!!...dont care wat u opine bout urself...in my buks u r a literati alryt!!fab work bro!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteromba roamba nandri!a word of appreciation from the master himself has made my day!but i must comment that this is the shittiest post ive written uptill now!
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