Human Library

We all get the picture when the word Library comes to our mind, a place with only books, millions of books from every possible genre like history, geography, morals, maths, art, fiction, etc. How do we decide which book is for us and which is not. We always get into the Library with a mindset of what we are looking for but sometimes it happens that we like a book by the cover, sometimes by title, sometimes by the content and sometimes by the author. The book, whose cover looks great doesn’t necessarily mean that the content is good, sometimes the great content doesn’t have a great cover, and sometimes the best author couldn’t live upto his own expectations of his past work and deliver a not-so-good read. 

Also, the books, which are easy to reach, which you grab them easily are the most torn out ones, still you will reach out to them first but will never give a shot to those books which are on top shelves, getting dusted because we as humans are gifted with privilege of opting easy options - tell a person that there is a great book on the same subject on top shelf, get a ladder and climb up to that. Nobody would do that and respond “why should I go there when I can get the same without pushing me”. My question is, how do you know that it is the same unless you read it just because it is away from the rest? 

We live similarly with humans. People just reach out to people, who they either like physically or emotionally or mentally. We are attracted towards them by any one of the given reasons  - just like the book, either by content, cover, title or author. They don’t want to reach people, who are distant because that would require efforts to reach out to them, to open them, to down dust them - who has that much of time to give to other humans, when we all want everything at Godspeed. Have you ever noticed that a book may have as many versions as its readers - that’s correct. It just depends how you read it and then there is an original version of it, the intention with which it was written. But, who cares about what it actually means, what actually it is, all it matters how one has read it and will understand that only. The same concept is applied while understanding a Human too, one reads another with their own glasses and understands their own version of it. Never trying to look at them who they actually are. But there are few, who try to understand others by putting their glasses down, pouring in much effort to make things work, to get deep into the person to understand them, to have empathy and compassion, to know their thought process by all those small questions, which are turned down either by saying you are boring or they don’t want to talk about it. And, when you act toward them with your own instinct, they will alway say that’s not what you mean, because they have read their own version of you with their own glasses and if you are not acting according to that then whatever you do, it won't mean anything to them. 

We are rapidly moving towards a world where you get to know a person by a few words description on dating apps, no asking deep and meaningful questions, which would help you to understand a person, no communication. Also being real, truthful and honest will be long forgotten values but currently they are being used like a foreword in a book and the only thing is then left to fulfill each other's expectations - physically and emotionally. And the rest of the chapters will be expectation, expectation, expectation, and  expectation. If any of the chapters is half read then you will never get what it actually meant, and the fun fact is you will never get to finish the first chapter of expectation because the bar will keep on getting higher and higher. So, a book is never judged by its cover; instead it's judged by the expectation we have from it - by its cover, by author, by content, by title. If it doesn’t fulfil all our expectations then we look for the book, which does.