We are readers…
There are chances you will spot us. In a park, on a bench.
At the cafeteria, probably by a window. In the tube/sub or at a quaint little street.
On rooftops in the setting sun. On rooftops in the rising sun.
In transit from one continent to another – airport lounges and mid air.
At bookstores, catching a whiff. Fillings carts with books and filling lungs with the smell of books.
In libraries, amidst our kith and kin – having lived similar lives, embarked on similar journeys through stories.
We also hide books within books to let not the world know we are ‘UP TO SOMETHING‘.
Strain eyes to read under sheets with a torch. Take our books everywhere. Even the loo.
Raise your hand, if you are a reader too!