Everything and Nothing

A World Made of Paper Wrapped in Cardboard


I wasn’t really fond of books (novels to be exact) when I was younger. I used to just look at the covers and make a quick scan and see if there are pictures. I never really liked it. For me back then a book was just a pile of paper wrapped in cardboard full of boring words. I was so wrong, well I was dead wrong.

It was when I was about to graduate in high school when I first tried to read a novel (The Chamber by John Grisham). To my surprise I felt excitement upon reading each chapter and it’s really hard to put down the book, because every time the chapter ends you feel like you want to know what happens next. That kind of thrill sparked my interest to try to read more.

It never occurred to me that I would feel a flow of mixed emotions by just reading words.  The characters felt so alive, you’d feel hate towards the others and you’d feel love for some. Description of the setting feels as if you we’re there, it’s like you’re a bystander watching a scene from afar.

I realized that there’s more to books than meets the eye, more than just a bunch of paper wrapped in cardboard.

In my opinion books acts kind of like a conduit for writer’s to convey their thoughts, knowledge and feelings to their readers. It’s like opening up to someone, baring your soul and letting them look into it like a tangible thing. For me that is the sincerest and noblest of art.

There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
of prancing poetry
This traverse may the poorest take
Without the oppress of toll
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul.

It’s like a mode of transportation that can take us to places that can only be located in the depths of our imagination. I have traveled many worlds through this, the Halls of Minas Tirith, The School of Hogwarts, The Underworld and King’s Landing, to name some.

Also a book can act like the TARDIS (Doctor Who) and take us back through time to learn about the past or catch a glimpse of the possibilities of the future.

We can learn a lot of things from it that can be of help in the future, it can inspire us and plant ideas in our mind.

At times it betrays our expectations, it can make you feel elated or disappointed in all sorts of ways regarding the outcome or the flow of the story, but that kind of imperfection and unpredictability makes it even better. After all imperfection makes things perfect.

Practically a book is also an escape for us, a kind of leisure that makes us forget about the hardships that we experience everyday. What is a couple of  hours a day to take time to read and learn something?

All the books in existence is like a world waiting to be discovered. So I implore you read and explore the many worlds that books has to offer. I know that the real world is out there, but every once in a while we get so fed up with reality and we have to take time to delve deep into the little world inside our minds called fantasy.


3 thoughts on “A World Made of Paper Wrapped in Cardboard

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s