In my MIBF 2013 post, I mentioned I try to read people based on the books they held
and shame on me for not reading a single thing off my loot from there. I noticed that I do the same thing every time now, each time I see someone with a book, or maybe one on someone’s desk or whatever. It’s just a very interesting dynamic to a person, you know?
For instance, on the road earlier, I saw a man sitting on the sidewalk reading a devotional. I have no clue what this guy does, or if he does anything at that, but he seemed less scary because of the book on his hands.
Apart from that, the books I have seen today while snooping around include Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green, High Fidelity by Nick Hornby, and Para Kay B by Ricky Lee.
Usually, I’m not too observant but books just draw my eyes in effortlessly. I go, “Hmm… so this is the stuff he or she likes.” It makes it easier, to make a little sense of someone, this way (and if I may add, I seriously think men who read are hot).
I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who does this. For example, presently I’m reading Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer. What do you think that says about me… apart from I like that book?😉 Don’t answer. I never wanted to read this one anyway, because a blog friend once noted it is the saddest book she has ever read. I did not want to buy it for I fear it might touch my swollen and semi-healing parts but it was given to me as a gift so there. I’m halfway through and it is a good read though everything is incredibly sad. Go figure.
Now if you are wondering how come I see so many books outside all of a sudden, it is because I’m living in a new city, with a new job at that. Have I told you that? Well, consider yourself informed.