There is something quite beautiful about seeing books. Either freshly printed with a single crest or old, with a scent that depicts the story of all the people that have gone through it. There are two kinds of old books, the ones that have lived long enough and are left still untouched and the ones that have individual philosophy written in between the lines.
Once, I found an empty book among a few hundred that had a story to tell. It was titled beyond what the eye sees, learns. I still wonder what could have been written by the person who left the book empty. Yet that didn’t stop me from writing my version of what the story could be. My only dream is that one day my version of the story will find its place in between a few hundred books on a random bookshelf that another reader might find and fall in love with.
Written By: Aisha Tahir
Writer: KOA Education Foundation
