by Kashiana Singh My nana’s bookshelfwas my paradise readers digests, Huckleberry Finna Britannica encyclopediaa Quran too then he grew older, my Nani died,and aloneness arrived. He decided to transforminto a lender, from a readerhis walled library became a display of video cassettesI remember, the magic of that room emblazoned by a vision, an addictiondotted with…