There was a time when I prided myself on my speed reading. I could read books in hours now I will be glad if I can read two pages a day. Due to this inability of reading time and me to co-exist for more than thirty minutes I tend to leave many books half way through. I just don’t have the patience to sit down through descriptions and emotions that move beyond a paragraph. Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon is one of the few books that have survived the fate of being discarded midway. My initial exuberant reactions to it still continue despite cheating by reading the last chapters after the first two held me enthralled. I know the story and I have still not abandoned the book cause I just want to see how it unfolds- this is a good sign! A more expanded review will follow.