The Old Shoe that Shines

The one thing we spend our lives looking for is often something that has been there all along with us. We never noticed it. No, it's not philosophy. It's just what happened to me.

I started reading storybooks when I was 5 years old. I still now remember my first storybook that I read on my own, Daisy's Ducklings. Soon after I started reading kids' magazines, classics and novels. My school librarian refused to lend me Tolstoy's Anna Karenina when I was in class 6. Storybooks stayed with me throughout life, stabler than most friends and relatives.

Reading was my Hobby No 1. Others being painting and singing. However, I also wrote. The lazy lump that I was, I never gave writing much thought though. It was always one of the everyday things I did. After I joined the professional world, then too writing stayed as an integral part of my job. In fact, it was like the old pair of shoes that you slip into on a day when you want to relax, but never wear on special occasions.

Strange Twists of Time