A Day in the life of a bookworm

Sipping along with a good book, who doesn’t enjoy it.

It is like escaping into a world where dragons exist and you actually have a chance of meeting unicorns. The joy of reading cannot be described , however one can describe what life is like when someone is simply imbued to a book.

Early morning before saying “Good Morning mom!” or “What a lovely morning!” the people who are addicted to books start reading. When the mother finally gets annoyed and yells at the bookworm for not keeping the book down, the book is closed. After the same old ritual of the morning which includes brushing, taking a bath and getting dressed for school, the book is read at the breakfast table. The book is also read in the school bus. The book is not closed yet , it is read before and after the morning assembly and also glanced at during the assembly. The book is read before the teacher arrives and after the teacher leaves. At this point of time the reader is so glued to the story that it becomes nearly impossible to keep the book down. The reader lies about being ill and reads during sports class while the other students do uninteresting things like running, jumping, jogging and  exercising.  there  is one moment that every reader despises it is called the ‘recess’ or ‘lunch break’. While the entire school is echoing with noises such as laughter, giggling and chatter , the reader reads. It is very difficult to concentrate over a book, with all the noise during the dreaded lunch break, to make matters worse the sound of the noisy school bell snaps one right out of the story.

While the reader is mulling over the book the teacher announces that there is to be a class test tomorrow.

Another frustrating moment in the life of a reader is when told to keep the book down and study! Also, one of the most stereotyped moment in every bookworm’s life is bumping into things while reading and locomoting.

The book is read during dinner, after dinner and before dinner.

In one point of time when there are only one hundred and seventy pages left, the head is filled with questions, worry, excitement and doubt. ‘What happens to the treasure?’ ‘What is the end like?’ ‘What am I supposed after finishing this book?’

The book is read till three o’clock in the night, when it is finally over and when the excitement subsides, a hot lump starts forming in the throat, sweat drips down the forehead, chills run down the spine as the reader remembers the class test! The teacher’s voice keeps echoing in the head. And for a moment a totally wild idea of skipping school comes to the head. But alas! It doesn’t work…..

What will happen next? Will the reader fail the class test? Well, that my friend is an entirely different story for an entirely different time.