Books have a very interesting power to make you think and even change the way you think. Its power to transform us at a much deeper level has always amazed me.

There have been several phases in my life with respect to books. Over the years, I traversed through the phases of Balarama’s, Amar Chithra Katha’s, Secret Seven, Famous Five, Nancy Drew, Hardy Boys, Asterix & Obelix, Tintin, Harold Robbins (only the raunchy pages I must confess), John Grisham, attempts at trying to read Kotler and the likes for a brief phase in between and the legendary Calvin n Hobbes (in that order).

And then sometime soon after my graduation, I got hooked to the non fiction bandwagon with the book Future Shift by Alvin Toffler. It’s been non fiction books for me ever since, save for the few Chetan Bhagat books and the Bobanum Moliyum’s (I still adore this). I also did read the entire Diary of a Wimpy Kid series; my nephew is an absolute fan and hence I had bought a full set to gift him. Well, what can I say, I read one and ended up becoming a fan and reading the full pack.

I do realise that some people find non fiction books a tad boring but the good ones grip me as if I’m reading an engaging fiction piece.