Golden Days
Books, books and more books, I grew up with books. Every birthday my Mom and Dad used to gift me a book. Picture books, puzzle books even illustrated Bibles – wrapped in translucent cellophane paper. I would unwrap the gift the moment I received it and usually, would finish reading the book in one sitting. Almost well into my college years, this was a tradition that played out in all solemnity on the 16 th of January every year. The beautiful handwritten note of my Dad that adorned the first page of those adorable books made it even more valuable. I remember going to CLS book shop with my parents to select this particular book for my 9 th birthday. CLS in those days was a treasure trove of great books. After Higginbotham’s and the incredible Moore market, CLS used to be my go-to book store. It stocked several wonderful books – not just related to Christian faith, but several titles for children. Later years, I would plunder the local lending library in our then q...