I was in the charity shop this afternoon trying to find some interesting books to read finding none and I thought: “How sad.”

How sad it is to see those empty shelves that used to house hundreds of books one can get lost in it for hours at times. Now, they are gone. I went to a lot of such places this weekend in the hope of finding some suitable reading materials but what’s on offer was so little compare to a couple of years ago.

There was a time that books are everywhere. You cannot turn a corner without bumping into a bookstore, but in my city alone, several of those shops have closed their doors due to low patronage. It breaks my heart to witness another dying culture.

 When browsing in second hand bookstores, not only customers are spoilt for choice they can be selective as well for there were products in abundance; now, that privilege is a thing of the past. I began to notice the decline in offer when I failed to find my favourite authors among the selection. First, I settled on finding good books. It doesn’t matter who wrote them as long as the stories are interesting enough to keep me busy. I am a voracious reader anyway, and I can consume a great quantity of materials on so short time that if I am going to purchase all my reading pleasure brand new, I will be soon on the edge of bankruptcy. That’s why I frequent charity shops to sustain my needs.

When even good books became a rarity, I talked myself into buying paperbacks that are “good enough.” That was also a time when I consider going to a library. But I hate rules and I dislike deadlines and I tend to abuse my books by bringing them everywhere and not using bookmarkers because I tend to lose them, I fold a corner of a page instead. Underlining the passages I like and highlighting them with coloured markers are some of my sinful preoccupation while reading. I think no library would appreciate that.

Now, even mediocre books are very hard to find. Especially if one is looking for reading materials that are written in English but living in a country that does not have English as the principal language. I am aware that there is this thing called E-Book, and that is the only thing I know about it. Frankly, I am not interested knowing also. At least, not yet. Not as long as I can find printed materials to read. It reminds me of the time that I stupidly refused to change my nationality out of principle. Till someone opened my eyes to the possibilities and advantages of acquiring one and to be honest, I had no choice. Not, if I want to see my children growing up.

Why I am not interested in using E-Book? Well… there are so many reasons, but the most important of them all is because I believe that the ultimate reading experience involves holding an actual book. Something you can smell (I love smelling books, old or new) caress the pages… there is something erotic about turning those folios (or leaves if you preferred) books turn me on and I unwittingly impart this knowledge to my ex who never hesitated to use it against me whenever he deemed appropriate.

One of my secret fantasies is to be locked up in a vast library (or a museum) for a week, living side by side with all of those magnificent stories. It’s better than travelling sometimes and certainly preferable than having sex. I imagine gliding my hand across their spines, feeling the textures, the hardness, embracing their aroma… the thoughts that thousands, probably millions of people handled them, found knowledge and solace between their pages is a humbling experience.

But my first love is dying. Dying in the hands of modern society. The same society who used to respect and recognize the value and power of printed materials by making them available for everyone who seeks to be educated and advance in any field. The same society who became knowledgeable with the help of books is now ignoring and casting them away in exchange for modern technology.  I know that the only constant in this world is changes but can we at least preserve some of our most prominent culture/tradition/heritage/whatever? A lot of those are disappearing in the name of progress which makes me question if we are really improving.

I am aware that there are great buildings that house rare volumes. But I am not talking about those. I am talking about the accessibility of tangible educational reading materials to ordinary mortals in the comfort of their own homes, in their own tempo. I rather get rid of those fashion glossy magazines and gossip tabloids in favour of bringing back the good old books. And comics and snail mails, etc. But that is for another post…  

Now, I’m scared. I’m scared that one day the only way I can see books is from behind protected glass, admiring it from a distance, which makes me think of pictures of Dinosaurs and certain animals that you can only see from afar in the zoo. If you’re lucky.

Isn’t it a sad, sad affair?



10 thoughts on “Dying…”

  1. oh I so agree with you. We had two bookstores close recently and another one is going bankrupt. Now, the only place to find anything new is the grocery store (either sci-fi, romance or westerns only) or the local walmart. our charity shops have stopped carrying books…I tend to find nice used books at garage and yard sales now..or church tag sales. It scares me that soon I will be able to find nothing at all. and I absolutely refuse to buy a kindle or ebook. horrid things!


  2. Great post! I love your saying this “the ultimate reading experience involves holding an actual book”. And yes, it is indeed. That is why I am teaching my students to go through real paper pages first. But THEN it is ok to go to E-books. And, personally, it has helped my health much either. I am unfortunately allergic to dust and asthmatic since I was a baby. Loving books as I have always loved, that was not so easy. Especially going to the local library and reading very old books. So, for me, Ebooks have become a great real medicine for my lungs and breathing too 😉


    1. I am also asthmatic. Perhaps someday I will cave in. But as long as I can find real books and have the strength to do it, I will continue my quest of hunting them all.


  3. I thought that I was weird wanting to be locked up in a museum or library. This post resonated with me so deeply, because I have always been afraid that books would die out one day. It seems that younger kids today just don’t find reading as appealing as the internet. I really hope that things change.


    1. I am also hoping for change_ for the better. Not only about books but about other things too, like respect, morals, values, quality, honesty, integrity and so on…


  4. I feel the same, but in Austria I’d be long broke if I had to buy books, they’d be new too! I was given a kindle and it just feels like complete luxury to know I can access any book I want, you can read a sample before buying, not to mention the books writers put up for free to tempt you! But, my present list always has proper books.


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