The lost world

Lost in my own world of complex realities, I try to make myself comfortable in the contours of simple realities ....

Though hard to come by in such treacherous circumstances, I try to be happy in simple realities where materialism takes a backseat and I want to be a voracious academician always hungry for more knowledge.

Sadly my new bookshelf containing wisdom accumulated down three generations, mocks at me. ...

And I again get entrapped in adverse realities of a human being wasting himself, of not finding himself among books.
And the sudden realisation that a day will come when these books will be reduced to sawdusts.

Apocryphal!!!!!