Bookworm?!?

It's hard for me to remember my childhood without thinking about those fascinating comics and children magazines. Since my baba, chacha and papa used to work out of town, it became a part of their habit to bring these things for me. And my habit was to torture a family member till the point they agree to read to me. Being an introvert doesn't seemed so bad. I literally had so many characters to accompany me all the time. Till now, somehow when accidentally I pick up some of that comic I know what's gonna happen next. I literally felt like whenever I'll be in trouble Shaktimaan's gonna come for my rescue. Or else Chacha Choudhary's "faster than any rocket" brain will solve the mystery. I couldn't stop planning my trip with Louie, Dewey, Huey in their Junior Woodchucks Scout Camp. I used to feel Archie's pressure whenever Betty and Veronica were around. (Even though I'm more like Jughead Jones.) Gosh! I can literally go on and on over it. ...