And so, after a week on vacation in Baguio City, the Summer Capital of the Philippines, I’m back in Iloilo, the City of Love and trying to decide if I have missed anything.

Yes I have. What I miss is the time to read books. My favorite books. Reading is my habit until it becomes my passion to learn new information that I need in my journey into the future.

New fashions and technology models will have come and gone but reading is what exactly concerns me more ever since. It enhances my passion to live life, that for every reading gives learnings, new scenes, new ideas, thrills and excitement. Finally, reading open my soul and keep my good heart beating.

I love to read, though reading is a hobby for me, the truth is I’m not a good reader. I just keep on trying.

I miss to read and re-read the sexiness of the ❤️Betsy by Harold Robbins, the inspirations from 🌻The Greatest Salesman in the World by Og Mandino, 🚗The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari  by Robin S. Sharma,🏛️Dante the perflexing classical literature by Shakespeare, ⛄🌲Christmas Cards during the yuletide season, 🔖a heart to heart conference with God through the Scripture, and many more that hold my attention.

The biggest reason to why a person reads is to rid him of mediocrity.

I KNOW only books can bring the expansiveness of space and infiniteness of time in front of a reader.

I LEARN only books can direct the already flying signals of a noble life for the one who reads.

I RECOGNISE only books can present the profound wisdom in that wonderful contrast against ignorance and hideousness to the person who reads.

💡Reading will enrich the mind with ancient and latest experiences. The more that you read, the more things you will know.

In contrast, no matter how sharp the blade, it will eventually rust without constant sharpening.

Reading is learning.

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