with much more free time during holiday, i finished a book 5 minutes ago.
dont get me wrong, i dont finish reading a book within a day, nor within a week.
i dont do consistent and persistent readings, old days were to packed for non-academic reading, for me personally.
it is a fiction, "handle with care" by jodi picoult.
a family of 1 father and 1 mother, 1 elder daughter with bulimia, another daughter-the main character with osteogenesis imperfecta. (type III the book taught me, and im a medical student).
do you know we have been complaining so much when your life is much more perfect compared to hers.
this family arose from the writer's pen ink. but im sure the families with OI children wont have much better compared to the family in this story.
i am not selling the book, i dont give summary.
only if you understand the feeling of finishing a good book,
you mind is not calm, the senses are much disrupted, when you cant let go of something.
then you would understand what i feel right now, this moment.
i am not a person fulled of emotions, usually.
but words and words and words have made me sank so much into sea of emotions.
and actually i cant even imagine the face of each character properly.
the book doesnt belong me, and it had been left aside past 2 months for reality.
finally i finished it.
i used to mark the date of finishing a book on the last page,
like many desirable things in life, this book doesnt belong to me.
so,
handle with care, finished. 22/2/2013.
btY
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