My sister came into my room while I was reading Sputnik Sweetheart by Haruki Murakami. She sat down and asked me.
“Why do you really like reading? How can you stand not moving on from your seat for hours?”

I stopped reading and gazed at her. I replied, “Well, why don’t you?”

And then she left.

Saya berpikir betapa malangnya nasib seseorang yang tak mau dan tak suka membaca.