Favorite book

Many books are to be read only once, some are to be read a number of times, while
a few others are useful at all times. My favorite book belongs to the last king. Its
name is Everyman's Encyclopedia. It is published in 12 volumes. A favorite friend is
one in whose company we seek always to live. A favorite dish is one which we wish
to taste again and again. Similarly a favorite book should be one which we should
never tire of reading. My favorite book is never likely to be dull because it cannot be
read through quickly. As a matter of fact, it is not a book to be read like most other
books it is for reference, for consultation -a friend who is full of knowledge.
Whenever I am free I sit down in front of the book-case where I keep the twelve
volumes of my favorite book. I take out one of them at random. As I turn its pages in
carefree manner, what a treat of knowledge I get. Detailed descriptions of events
and persons I have read or heard little about, unfold them to me. Events, terms and
places I have often heard of, assume a new significance as I read about them.
Learning becomes a hobby and knowledge comes by way of amusement.
Sometimes I go to the pictures or attend a lecture given by a famous scholar.
(4essay.blogspot.com) I hear about many events and names for the first time. I
make enquiries of my friends or of my neighbor in the hall, but often I get no
satisfactory answer, and then I remember my faithful friend and adviser--my
favorite Encyclopedia-and decide to consult it on reaching home. Often after
returning 'from school, I have rushed straight to my study and consulted this useful
book, even before changing into home clothes or greeting anybody in the house. I
have often, out of happiness at a new discovery left my study shouting as if I were
Archimedes running out of his bathtub exclaiming Eureka! Eureka! My friends, my
classmates and my teachers all admire the depth and width of my general
knowledge they think I have a special tutor at home who teaches me a lot of things
daily. In a way, they are right, but my 'special' tutor is not a man or a woman, but a
book, my favorite book

E SS AY 'M Y FAVO RI TE BOO K'

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I am fond of story-books, and i have read a great many of them. There was a
time, when i read Tales of the Punjab in which there are many stories about the
brave warriors. I have also read the folk tales of all the provinces in Pakistan and
have felt much interested in them. But of all these story-books i like the Arabian
nights most. This book contains many stories. It is said all of them were related
to King Shahriyar by a beautiful and charming Princess. So Interesting were
these Tales that the King would keep awake throughout the night to hear them.
The stories are really Wonderful and describe many strange things. In it we read
about Jinns, who could travel thousand (1000) of miles in an hour. They could
build big palaces in a night, and destroy them in no time. If one had one of those
Jinns under one's command these days, one could make the impossible Possible.
But of all these stories i like two (2) stories the most. One of these tell us about
Aladdin and his Wonderful Lamp.
Aladdin was the son of a poor tailor. His father died and left him an orphan. One
day he found an old lamp in a cave by chance. He took it home and showed it to
his mother. She asked him to clean and polish it. When he was rubbing it with
sand to make it bright, a fearful and terrible demon made his appearance. "Who
are you?" asked Aladdin. "I am a Jinn, The slave of the Lamp", said he. Aladdin
was frightened to that on seeing him but the Jinn told him not be afraid for he
was his master. He would do anything for his sake, and would go anywhere he
liked. This made Aladdin very happy. Then he always rubbed the lamp when he
wanted him. The Jinn proved very useful to him. He brought him money and
built palaces for him all that he desired.
The other story about Ali Baba and the 40 (forty) Thieves. Ali Baba was a poor
man, but he became very rich afterwards. He found a cave in which some
robbers had kept all the money that they had stolen. The cave was closed, but
could open only if the magic words 'open sesame' were repeated. Ali Baba found

this cave and became very rich. The robbers afterwards wanted to deprive him
of this wealth. But he retained it with the help of his clever servant-girl, whom
he married in the end and happily lived ever after with.