Last Updated on December 12, 2020 by Rat Race Running
“Reading is not for me.”
I find it funny and nostalgic that at some point in my life, I laughed at the idea of reading for pleasure. Even reading for knowledge was unattractive aside from exam weeks.
I can still remember when I was in high school; I was addicted to computer games, particularly Ragnarok – the predecessor to the online role-playing games today.
During that time, the only book I would spend time reading was the Ragnarok Guide Book I borrowed from my classmate.
I read that book cover-to-cover maybe more times than any of my books in high school.
In college, I somewhat began to read Bob Ong’s books, but it did not last long. Soon, the distance between myself and reading grew further.
“I find no reason to read, other than textbooks during exams; and it will not be needed when I become an engineer, anyway”, the defeatist in me told myself.
I was 23 when I stumbled upon the habit of reading. Not out of necessity but due to sheer boredom. I was already working but was not given any tasks so I had plenty of time.
So after I finished all the nothing I wanted to do, I remembered a book which my sister enthusiastically has been recommending to me since college.
The title of the book was To Kill A Mockingbird by the late Harper Lee.
I was amazed at reading. It was like watching a movie, not with my eyes and ears, but with my mind.
That was the beginning of my journey through reading. I soon got hooked with legal thriller novels by John Grisham and has soon expanded to a wider variety of genres and authors.
From mystery to history, from children’s books to poetry, from self-help to psychology, from philosophy to spirituality, from business to fitness, and many more.
My GoodReads account shows I read about 139 books. 135 of them were in the last five years.
To add, I also consumed blogs and websites about different topics. Unfortunately, I can’t add them to my GoodReads statistics.
As time passed by, and I was reading more, my desire to write grew as well. Reading and writing are like breathing. You inhale by reading and you exhale through writing. And that’s what happened two years ago when I decided to start this blog.
In this time and age of information and disinformation, we are always reading; whether we like it or not. So, it is sad if your only source of information is social media.
You need to read books. Not just books, but good books, even great books that will improve character.
Remember GIGO. Garbage in, garbage out.
We need to understand that what we read greatly shapes how we think. I do hope we avoid consuming senseless information and wasting our time.
I hope everyone will soon discover the amazing and magical world of books. Read, not only for the mind but most importantly, for the heart.