A Journey through the Land of Books

My childhood was spent in innumerable escapades, getting lost in caves with Tom Sawyer, solving mysteries with the Five Find-Outers and their dog, and hunting man-eaters with Jim Corbett.

- ROBERT CLEMENTS

Oh, what a glorious time I had, sometimes even going Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea with Jules Verne or hearing the Hound of the Baskervilles howl over the English marshes with my hair standing on end along with Sherlock Holmes!

All these adventures were mine without spending a single pai, as I entered the cover of one book or another that my mom or dad brought me from various libraries they were members of, and later on, which I too became a member of.

Oh, the world of books that kept me propped up in some different corner of my home or perched on a window sill, and without a ‘do not disturb’ board around. Everyone kept away from me as I disappeared often from one mealtime to another into the imaginary fantasies of some wonderful author.

Never a dull moment for me as holiday mornings saw innumerable authors calling out to me from within the confines of their very descriptive or picturesque covers, shouting, “Bob, you want to be kidnapped today? And I would grin at Robert Louis Stevenson as he took me into the realms of his book Kidnapped!