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Never knew reading was so much fun!

"The Mentalist' is one show that has impressed me the most. The method by which he solves (or closes) cases, however tough they may be, calls for attention. It is not an unreal thing by any stretch of imagination. Rather, it is very much real.  Patrick delves deep into the minds of people and literally digs out information on whether a person committed the supposed crime even when  hard evidence points against. There are people like that in this world and more importantly, bookworms contribute to major portion of them although some of them deny this and some refuse to let themselves out.

Book-reading is an art that has to be cultivated right from your childhood. They may seem boring for a person who wants to literally be on his toes everytime. But when he controls his urge and sits down with a book which fascinates him, then the rest of his world fades into oblivion. I have personally experienced this with my cousin sis. She forgets everything when you give her her book. Even when the TV is on full swing , when somebody screams at the top of his voice, nothing deters her. She just keeps on reading until she gets to the last page, when that happens, only God knows!

Reading is something that fascinated me. It is to be experienced, cherished and pursued till your end, or the world's end, whichever's first!

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