Magicians

As I was entering the KLCC after having just exited the Lrt station, I saw a young guy holding a book.

I tried to take a peek at the cover of the book but I couldn't. He was walking too fast. As he ascended on the escalator, I only managed to see a sliver of the book. He was gripping it while I was having a hard time discerning it. Finally, what I saw were the familiar bees dotting the spine. I recognized it. It was the Magicians by Lev Grossman.

Seeing someone reading this book did bring up some good memories that I once had when reading it. 

It also brought up some joy in me that someone was actually reading such a quite obscure book. Never could I imagine someone was actually reading this book in my home turf (in Kuala Lumpur, let alone in Malaysia). Moreover, a Malay guy.

Not to say people in Malaysia are not reading these days. They seldom bring their reading materials outside. Lately, I have seen quite a number of people reading books in the public. 

Once, in Starbucks (Borders, Gardens Mall), I saw people reading some business-related books and fiction too. On Lrt, I saw someone reading a Haruki Murakami. Finally, hope is abundant. They are actually literary people who exist in KL!! ;)