Reading for the sake of reading, unfortunately isn’t something I get to do that often. I usually need to read textbooks during the academic year, which I’m almost always behind on, so I don’t have time to sit and read a good novel. It’s therefore a blessing, when I do get the time to do that. For me, winter break is usually the best time to read. Being under a blanket with a good book is both cozy and relaxing.  I find it to the best and most rewarding past time; this not, however how I felt when I was younger.

As a child I was always encouraged to read by my parents and my teachers. I, however, didn’t care that much for it. Why should I spend my summer vacation reading when that’s all I’m doing all year, and when I could be swimming or watching TV. But every once in a while I would pick up book especially, since I was pushed to consider reading as a hobby not merely an obligation. I joined the public library, at one point, and went to the book fair every year with my sister and my parents. By the age of eleven or twelve reading had become a growing hobby in my life. By fourteen/fifteen it had become an indispensable aspect in my life. In high school I started studying and analyzing literature, which made me fall in love with reading. Looking back at those days makes me miss studying literature in school, something I unfortunately don’t get the chance to do much of in college.

Now, independent reading has become something I look forward to. I can’t wait for the vacation, because it gives me the time to read. I also love buying books, much more than borrowing books from a library. I not only like to own the book, but I also love the feeling of holding a brand new book in my hand. Ever since I’ve been in college I’ve bought more books, with my own money, than any other time in my life. That is due to convenience. The bookshop is a brisk walk away; some people might disagree to that comment since it is in fact on the other side of campus. But I’ve never minded walking all the way to the bookstore; in fact I do that when I have a long gap merely to kill some time. I walk straight to the classic books section, because nowadays that’s all I read. I mean you need to read the classics, after all they’re the true masterpieces that make you fall in love with reading and can even encourage you to write.


I love the calm and the quiet that fall over the house, when there is no one residing in it but me. It is truly serene. This calmness helps to relax and think clearly. It feels so good. I’m generally stressed or worried or bored or lazy or angry or frustrated but never calm or relaxed for that matter. That’s why there’s nowhere else I’d rather be but right here; in bed under my blanket with this warm, delicious cup of hot chocolate.

Since I was alone all day, I was able to catch-up on some reading; something I unfortunately was unable to do for months now, because when I have classes I neither have the time nor the mental capacity for it.  I read The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson, a classic that is definitely worth reading. I’ve stopped reading contemporary literature for a while; mostly because I feel it’s about time I read the classics. The story was written and set in the late 1800s. It’s an exciting thriller that highlights the most basic of human conflicts: the struggle between good and evil. The author tells a riveting tale of two men, while deeply exploring the boundaries of temptation. I realized that I’ve become more analytical when I read; something I never used to do, but am very proud of myself for being able to accomplish.

This was the first of three books that I’m hoping to finish by the end of my winter break.  If I have more days like today and I spend more time during those days with my nose in a book rather than behind a computer screen, I will hopeful achieve that goal. Anyway now that I’m done with the book I will enjoy another tale set in the late 1800s: Sherlock Holmes starring Robert Downey Jr., Jude Law and Rachel McAdams. 🙂


Time, is the most valuable commodity any person can have. Time isn’t a clock on a wall; it’s the moments you spend in your life. It’s the intangible jewel that is worth more than any stone, metal, real-estate, anything you name it. We waste so much time without even realizing it. You wake up in the morning and suddenly it’s the middle of the afternoon and you wonder where the day has gone.

I’m one of those people who waste time religiously. I generally don’t realize the value of time except when I don’t have it. I do things in the last possible second and I usually rush my work, something I’m not entirely proud of. That’s why I generally feel guiltier about the time I waste than satisfied with the work I’ve accomplished, also because the ratio is usually 2:1. Back to the value of time, what is a minute out of sixty wasted browsing the internet, one might think, what is an hour out of 24 spent watching a video. But when that minute passes and when that hour is gone you can never bring it back. And that’s the real trick with time, that where it’s true value lies: it’s irreversible. All the movies that discuss traveling through time or going back in time are made because people wish they could take back a second that has passed in their lives.

The movie In Time discusses the theme of time in a manner that is entirely appropriate to this topic, time as currency. Once you run out of time you’re dead, which come to think of it is really how it is in real life; not in the twisted sense it’s done in the movie but the basic idea is definitely true. This movie fits the dystopian theme that many other great works of art like 1984, A Clockwork Orange and Fahrenheit 451 belong to. But rather than focusing on political aspects in society it focuses on the more on the economy. How the poor starve to death because the prices are always escalating, though in this case they don’t starve they just die. Anyway the details of the movie are irrelevant right now, the only reason I mentioned it was because of that idea that time is used as the source of income and life.

Every second wasted is a second you will never get back. Advice for I am giving myself, first, as well as everyone else. On that note I have already wasted a good four hours, that I can’t afford to lose, doing god knows what; when I should be working on my history paper.

Movie Recommendation: In Time