I was sitting in my bed with a hot cup of strong coffee in my hand
making a small list of chores to be finished off today. The college was off. I
had completed reading a beautiful book by Preeti Shenoy last night and so the after-effects were
still there. I was hoping to do something big, something that let's me be
myself, something that makes me feel happy as well as my parents proud. No, I
wasn't hoping to do it all in one single day but definitely to do it in the
long run. Anyway, that's what happens to me after reading a book.
