Books- View, review..and the lessons

That smell of the pages of an old book. The silence of a library. That standing in a book store surrounded by all the new books which brings joy to your heart.
Yes I am obsessively in love with books.
I love fiction and non fiction.
And with every book you read you learn something always.
So here I will write about any book that I read and loved .




#Book 1- Eat,pray, love!

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