“I just can’t read words. I need to see some images, some pictures. I am like this hard-core visual person. I just cant read. Not sure why? Why?” comes a standard reply when anyone asks if I have read any book at all. And of course with an extended line to it with utmost pride..”you see, I can sit through comics and magazines. And may be something related to my subject (which is again to do with visual arts or graphic design!) I will read loads of it.” Now wait a minute, did I just say graphic design? Are’nt we the one who say look at type as a form? What happened to all the visual gyan? Guess I only looked at them as forms with no meaning. Perhaps why the No Reading.
Movies fascinate me. Paintings I love. After all I do illustrate myself. Narration is in my blood somewhere ain’t it? So whats with the alphabets? ‘One night at a call center’ is’nt all that complicated a sentence. Sounds like someone is telling me something and left the sentence incomplete and I had to say in my head ‘what happened?’ to complete the sentence. I grab the book off the book shelf that I pass by every morning in my room. Chetan Bhagat, I did not know he was an author. I thought he would only give talks at IIM or IIT and send them as forwarded emails across the world. I flip through the first two pages and he talks to me. I have animated expressions on my face unknowingly as I read past and just realise that my driver can see me animate in the rear-view mirror. Now that is an unexpected narration. Perhaps thats why the Slow Reading.
The traffic and 2 hours of sitting on the back-seat hurts my arse and probably even gets bigger pscycologically. Sing-along the radio is fun. But not the same songs twice in the span of two hours. Wish I had a DVD played in my car is what I think sometimes. But this time I wanted to know what more happened at the Call Center. So pick up Chetan again. I dont care about the animation. Honestly I am enjoying it. I don’t put the book down, not even after I reach my office. And hey I am reading after all. Wise people read! I finish with the Call Center and begin to analyse Chetan’s next 3 mistakes of someones life. Perhaps thats why the Reading.
