Unread Books

Hello everyone,

I am an unread book.

I am lying on the shelf of a bookworm for more than 6 months. It’s not that she has forgotten about me, she remembers me and visits me occasionally. It’s just my sheer lineage that she’s unable to pick me up.

Yes, I come up from the herd called classics; Classics which arouses interest of every bookworm but fails to get the complete attention of some.

For buying me, she even took loan from her brother on huge interest, but once I reached her home, she added me to that never ending TBR.

I used all my charms to attract her towards me, and trust me, once she even picked me up. But my ecstasy was short lived once she started to read. After mere 5 pages, I could sense her eyes drooping, and then after a few minutes she decided to shut me down and took a nap.

I knew at that moment about my coming fate but, still hopeful, I kept waiting for her nap to complete. After the nap, I was again restored to that glorious corner that contained classics but were scarcely used for choosing her next reads, instead they were used for bookstagram pictures. (like this)

I was resigned to my fate and ceased from trying my charm anymore. I just sat there, contemplating over my own words and watched those young kids, going and coming back one after one. Those satisfied pages after enough love to their spine and perfect mixture of oil and dust on their covers had little effect on me, but the craving to enjoy the company of my owner still haunts me.

I, too, want to go there in those oily hands which are wiped continuously to prevent smears on covers; to go and get my spine creased and to have the bookmark resting on page 9 to comb through my other pages, but I can’t do anything to speed up that process and thus I wait, wait to get marked by these small gestures and have my own place in her mind and soul.

So, I sit in my corner, contemplate on my own words and watch my little owner grow and mature day by day by reading my fellow books, waiting to be picked up one day and fulfil my life’s mission. Till then, I wish happy reading to her as I watch over her from my cozy and glorious corner.

-An Unpicked Classic On An Unending Tbr Of A Bookworm.