Reading

 It's hard to turn to another page when you know your favourite character is not going to be in the next chapter. That's what makes reading abit troublesome. I selected the book thinking it was a comedy, it was my first book to ever read. Finally I had embraced reading. Everyone told me it was the best thing to do, but my fear wasn't exactly reading. I didn't know which exact book to choose. The rule was simple,one book at a time. What if I choose a tragedy? I was never prepared for the turnover of events midway. What if I fail to finish the book, and then I have to constantly wonder what happened next.

And finally I did it. I randomly picked the best book from the shelf. It had a beautiful cover. I felt that it's the one I had always wanted to read first, even from childhood. Off we go, the first chapters were the best, fell in love with one of the characters. It was the best book, day and night reading out loud. 

And one beautiful day my worries came true. Wait, I think I might have chosen the wrong book, but no. That was the best one ever. Midway my favorite character was no more. So it meant I was going to read the remaining chapters without him? I had chosen a tragedy. I was too enthusiastic about the plot to read the introduction. Now I'm stuck with it, I can't choose another one. I think reading was never my hobby at all.

Kwats