What’s a book you never finished but still think about?

I love reading books. I love the mysteries, the plot and the worlds that are only present in imagination.

During a very troubled phase of my life I started getting disturbed when the there was a story line that hinted towards something bad, going to happen I closed the book and tucked it away in my book shelf.

I am not the kind of person who prefers to flip to the end of the book to see if the characters and up getting happy ending. Instead, I would just stop reading the book. It was quite the same case for TV series, which entered towards dark phase for the protagonist. My mind could not handle the stress that was associated with the emotions that come when you connect to the characters. Unfortunately, during that period I ended up, leaving a lot of books unread.

But now that I have finally started facing my fears again, I think it’s time for me to go back to the incomplete world hidden in the books that I have long forgotten. It is strange to think how many parts of me I give up in an effort to fit in where there was no place for me. I think it is time to finally give importance to things that makes me happy. And to finally do things that brings me happiness.