“Oh Christ, you’re reading again. When will you ever put those books down? Go out of your room for a change, get a life.”
So mom went in my room a while ago and found me reading a book again. And yup, that’s what she said to me. Of course, I got irritated but I didn’t tell her what’s on my mind because I really don’t want to have an argument with her this early in the morning.
But here’s what I would have said: Well you know what mom? This is my life. Don’t you get that? You cannot just pluck these books away from me like some trash you want to throw away. You should be grateful that I am like this. I don’t go on about wasting away with other bad habits like drinking or smoking or drugs. I am no social butterfly or any of those sorts, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a life. You’d say it’s the summer vacation and that I should go out and enjoy the sun but I won’t do that. Like you’ve said it’s vacation, the only time I get to read these kind of books and not those thick hardbound textbooks. My life may be around all these fictional worlds but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a real one. Trust me, if I want to go out and party with my friends, I can. And a fat lot that would cost you. But that’s just it. I DO NOT WANT TO. Reading is what makes me happy and you cannot change that. How else do you think I maintain my scholarship grant if I do not love reading so much. I wouldn’t have passed my subjects if I didn’t read extensively. Plus, I enjoy being at home, alone. I do not have to put up with other people’s business. I’d rather soak up in silence, reading books than to fake enjoy spending time with other people.
So mom, my answer to your question is never. I won’t ever put these books down and stop reading. It’s part of who I am and I don’t care if you or other people think it’s lame and boring. And trust me, it’s not a waste of my time.