Do you ever sit in a library and cry? Cry because there are so many beautiful books in the world and we don’t have enough time to read them all, because the pages are yellowing and the words are being forgotten by the moment. Because the world is whizzing past and the books wait endlessly till you succumb to ashes. Do you ever wonder if you’ll get time to read all the books you want to read and all the places you want to see. Does it ever happen while browsing through sections of the library you find a book you had issued but never read, a book you had been wanting to read for years but couldn’t find it, till that very moment when you finally come across it, it’s smiling at you and you want to cry. Do you ever smell the yellowing, crumbling pages and smile at them because here are words that have changed your life and a hundred other lives, and here are words that have made you the person you are and have shown you the person you want to be.