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Books as decoration: How have we made hypocrites out of ourselves!
Global Village Space |
Huda Mahmood |
Education and books are as closely related as Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, Rahel and Estha, Fred and George, and Joey and his food; inseparable and incomplete. These two relate to the act of reading. It is when we read a book that we educate ourselves. An act as simple as that of opening up a book and looking into it, pondering on its words, and taking a lesson back home at the end, can create a mighty difference.
Sadly, now when you look around, it’s not the only purpose you see these gems are fulfilling. It is a rare sight that you see a person deeply engrossed in reading a book. Instead, it’s heartbreaking to see them being used. The ever growing materialism of the world has taken them into its embrace and it is an excruciating thing to see.
In our inability to address the shortcomings of our own, we’ve turned into hypocritical beings. We only crave fame and run after money ruining anything and everything that comes in the way.
I’m not just writing it out of nowhere to waste your time reading my rants and cries on something of such insignificance, but the idea got stuck with me. An idea that originated from a thought that got stuck in my head. It happened when I went out to this restaurant for some good food and a nice ambiance that the idea was born. It was a good enough place with great food and a comfortable environment, and there what caught my attention was a rack stacked with books of all sorts. Name a genre and it was right there!
Read more: Why is the Iranian government opening the world’s biggest bookstore?
I’d be lying if I said otherwise, but initially, I was delighted to see them! A heavenly view right there as I enjoyed the amazing food and had a good laugh with my friends. It wasn’t until later that I realized: those books stacked up there filled no purpose. At least not the purpose they were written down for; leaving me with a question…
What was the purpose of stacking those books up?
Since when did books become equivalent to those pieces of porcelain put there to add beauty? Since when did the wisdom in them become this worthless?
The books stacked up so neatly in that fancy restaurant served no purpose but mere decoration. A way of adding on to the so-called ambiance of the place. Making it more soothing and peaceful for the exhausted souls having food there. Put there just to enhance its aura and aesthetic sense.
It dawned on me as the most brutal kind of a disgrace! Not just to those words, but to those countless hours and sleepless nights that the writer spent to put them together. It was a humiliation to the idea those books contained. Each and every book, beholding its own world, was belittled in that shop as it was used for the sake of decoration.
Not a single person bothers to read them. They are just there… Like the rest of the tables and chairs. Since when did books become equivalent to those pieces of porcelain put there to add beauty? Since when did the wisdom in them become this worthless? Since when did we become such lost in the outlook? Since when did we give up on these gems?
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Books as decoration: How have we made hypocrites out of ourselves!
Global Village Space |
Huda Mahmood |
Education and books are as closely related as Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, Rahel and Estha, Fred and George, and Joey and his food; inseparable and incomplete. These two relate to the act of reading. It is when we read a book that we educate ourselves. An act as simple as that of opening up a book and looking into it, pondering on its words, and taking a lesson back home at the end, can create a mighty difference.
Sadly, now when you look around, it’s not the only purpose you see these gems are fulfilling. It is a rare sight that you see a person deeply engrossed in reading a book. Instead, it’s heartbreaking to see them being used. The ever growing materialism of the world has taken them into its embrace and it is an excruciating thing to see.
In our inability to address the shortcomings of our own, we’ve turned into hypocritical beings. We only crave fame and run after money ruining anything and everything that comes in the way.
I’m not just writing it out of nowhere to waste your time reading my rants and cries on something of such insignificance, but the idea got stuck with me. An idea that originated from a thought that got stuck in my head. It happened when I went out to this restaurant for some good food and a nice ambiance that the idea was born. It was a good enough place with great food and a comfortable environment, and there what caught my attention was a rack stacked with books of all sorts. Name a genre and it was right there!
Read more: Why is the Iranian government opening the world’s biggest bookstore?
I’d be lying if I said otherwise, but initially, I was delighted to see them! A heavenly view right there as I enjoyed the amazing food and had a good laugh with my friends. It wasn’t until later that I realized: those books stacked up there filled no purpose. At least not the purpose they were written down for; leaving me with a question…
What was the purpose of stacking those books up?
Since when did books become equivalent to those pieces of porcelain put there to add beauty? Since when did the wisdom in them become this worthless?
The books stacked up so neatly in that fancy restaurant served no purpose but mere decoration. A way of adding on to the so-called ambiance of the place. Making it more soothing and peaceful for the exhausted souls having food there. Put there just to enhance its aura and aesthetic sense.
It dawned on me as the most brutal kind of a disgrace! Not just to those words, but to those countless hours and sleepless nights that the writer spent to put them together. It was a humiliation to the idea those books contained. Each and every book, beholding its own world, was belittled in that shop as it was used for the sake of decoration.
Not a single person bothers to read them. They are just there… Like the rest of the tables and chairs. Since when did books become equivalent to those pieces of porcelain put there to add beauty? Since when did the wisdom in them become this worthless? Since when did we become such lost in the outlook? Since when did we give up on these gems?
Read full article:
Books as decoration: How have we made hypocrites out of ourselves!
