I chose reading because imagining is fun. Every word carved within those respective papers is more defining that any movie. I get an opportunity to live someone else’s life mentally and the experience is everlasting.
Let’s get back to my microtale above.
Would I be rightful to anybody’s feelings, if I am not willing to understand or reciprocate ?
No! Because it’s just like carrying a big fat novel to read without any attemp or intension to read.
I am not discussing mind-reading here, but largely about reciprocating to someone’s feelings or expectations willing.
Why? Because all this while you were reading a book and a story that belongs to someone else. Life gives you opportunity to read a person who belongs to you. You can bring about necessary changes to it, no you can’t erase anything but begin a new chapter any moment.
While you read books, read humans too.
Have a happy reading! Take care 🙂