Libraries

My romance with libraries is as old as my yearning to learn. The first time I entered a proper library was in 1994 and it was British council Lahore. I was a kid at that time and the whole paraphernalia of British council was alluring and magical.
Same year my mom got us the membership of children library again in Lahore. I had read numerous classics and hardy boys courtesy of that place.
Then it was the library of government collage for woman sheikhupura which opened the whole plethora of books for me.Quratullain haider,manto,daphne du maurrier and many favorites were the read during that stay.
But libraries were a source of books not an abode to stay and study. Qau changed that whole scenario when I spend more than 8 hours straight in central going through the preparation for terminals and midterms.
Mississauga central became my refuge when we moved to ca 3 years back and then the usual local library across the road.
But Roberts was the place which changed my whole view about libraries. Being the hub of student activities in u of t Roberts does not only promise a serene environment but yes really good books needed for academic research.
On other hand the whole condition of library at u of Mississauga is beyond words. Small with a very hostile attitude u of Mississauga was another place I started disliking during my research work at gta.
As a research student library is important tool and need. Though most of journals are on line but the feel of going through paper and print is a pleasure which only a book junky can understand.
University of Ottawa has a very French impact and that’s the same reason for hating the library. I prefer to stay in the home library at carleton to work then to go through the pain of French/English translator.
And since I am home these days and have to go to u of Mississauga to work on research the pain of strangeness and aloofness strikes again and again.
I miss my home library and yes I miss school too….