I was travelling over the last week and on the way back home, found a couple of good bookshops in the airport. I live in a country where books are very costly so when I saw books that were relatively easy on my pocket, I decided to indulge. This is in spite of having been warned and having had to return some books on my previous splurge from the WH Smith bookshop in the Dubai airport. The fact is I go mad when I see so many books together. I am possessed by a rare spirit which tells me to buy all the books I can with gay abandon. I pay for them using my debit card, being a very diligent person and not having a credit card of my own, I am almost never in debt except for hovering around the nil credit level. Anyway for the entire time of my holiday, I had not bought any books though I was sorely tempted.
Finally I just had to give in to my addiction and bought 8 books including one cooking book. They cost me little compared to what I would have paid here at home. I sat on the airport chairs and rummaged through my newly bought books, trying to decide which one to read. I wanted to keep them all for later, savoring them like a delicacy. But, of course, I could not contain myself.
Soon I had selected one of them, the one that seemed most interesting to read at that time, though it might give me a headache on the flight. So it was ” Inferno” by Dan Brown, that won the day. It is a book which mostly refers to Dante and his works, as I understand from what I have read so far. As is usual with Dan Brown’s books, there is ” constant running”- either from the authorities or from killers or from their own selves; anyway there is a lot of running and it is about that now-famous character ” Robert Langdon” , the famous fictional art teacher from Harvard. I wonder how one person can know so much. I have been trying for 45 years to know something but each day I am reminded about how little I know. But Robert Langon is a character, perhaps by virtue of his being a figment of Dan Brown’s imagination, knows almost everything about art – modern, medieval or ancient. He knows all the codes, all the history, all the myths, lots of Latin and much about codes. Codes are a central theme of Dan Brown’s books. Here in the ” Inferno” , Langdon is accompanied by a young doctor, who poses as his sister on many occasions( in as much of the book as I have read) and who is has been an infant prodigy.
So here I was, waiting for my flight and reading the ” Inferno”. When the boarding call came, I had completed about a 100 pages of the book. So far so good ! While in the plane, belted and buckled, I took up my book to continue with my reading but found my eyes closing off. So I found out that I could fall asleep in the middle of an exciting chase and run. I found out something new about myself. I am still reading. I am now typing and reading this book even while working.
Books are my personal beeswax as Junie B. Jones would tell you. I love books and love buying them. I can read anything but my wallet is not big enough to house my bookish temptations.
So I am now reduced to buying books on those rare occasions when I travel or when I am alone because unfortunately my better half does not like my indulgences. Sigh!!
I wish I could have all the money in the world, so I could buy all the books I wanted and even donate all the books I didn’t want to keep to those who wanted them. This is for my bucket- list.