Priya couldn’t understand what the big deal was.
Her sister Shikha, was so fond of the library and the books there. Priya could see it in only one way – a building with lots of books in it, where the people inside couldn’t even look up to smile at each other.
“They are all immersed in those books”, she said. “As if they prefer to become the characters in the books than live the real life.”
“You wouldn’t understand!” Shikha shook her head.
“I would, if only you put that book aside and experienced your life to the fullest for a moment.”