Memoir : The Journey of a Book

This is a story of the journey of a book and a tribute to a decades old friendship.

The year was 2017, and it had already been a few months since my best friend – though she is more like family – had been insistently pushing me into reading ‘Rebecca’, and I kept putting it off citing every reason thinkable.

That is until she decided to take matters into her own hands.

The year was 2018, and I was now on my yearly visit to the homeland, when she decided to buy me a copy of Rebecca. But fate had a few tricks up her sleeve. The ever reliant (sarcasm) postal system delivered the book exactly the day AFTER I flew out.

The year was 2019, and the here I was, back on my home turf. The first thing I did, was rush home to find ‘Rebecca’ still in the packaging, waiting for me faithfully. Finally, I thought, finally, I will get round to it this Spooky Season.

But alas, back in Manchester, the book got boxed in, as we were moving houses. It won’t be until after Christmas of 2019 that I could set up my beloved bookshelves, and Rebecca finally had a place of her own.

The year is 2020, and finally after 3 years, I visited Manderley with Rebecca. And fell in love, utter hopeless love, with Rebecca and the sinister, gothic beauty of Manderley.

This was the story of the journey of a book, from Mumbai to Manchester; through long haul flights and through house moves. And this was a tribute to a decades old friendship – one that has endured the years, the miles and the all the missed posts 🙂

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