Reflections @60: My First Love

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Reflections @60: My First Love

I fell in love when I was very young. With time, it evolved from youthful infatuation in my school days to steady flings in the college before maturing to deeper relationships in my working days. Even today I am a faithful lover, not distracted by more youthful attractions.

Enid Blyton mysteries in my primary school days, borrowed from the neighbourhood lending libraries to the covert association with James Hardly Chase and the more overt display of Perry Mason during the high school days, novels were an integral part of my life. There was a year in high school when western cowboy adventures caught my fancy with JT Edson and Zane Gray among the favourites as horses and guns competed for attention.  

Since then over the last four decades, novels have been a major source of knowledge as I explored banking, hospitals, and politics through the eyes of Arthur Hailey and the likes of Irving Wallace showed me the intricacies of the Western world. On the professional front, my first read was the epic ‘Petrodollar Takeover’ which explored the nuances of M&A and introduced me to Securities Exchange Commission (SEC), igniting my hobby of collecting finance-based fiction, which I cherish even today.      

Being loyal to my old love, paper books are my constant companion, as my unused Kindle on the bookshelf testifies.