I do not remember the first book I read. Was it Enid Blyton’s Famous Five series? Or was it a ‘Babysitters club’  shared from my sister? Or RL Stine? But for sure, I remember, my childhood was punctuated with books, comics and children’s magazines. I have often seen my parents and my elder sister often lost in a book. Our house was filled with books ranging from religion to the complete edition of ‘Encyclopaedia Britannica’. In the book ‘Freakonomics’ the author states that a child who grew up in a house filled with books often indulges in the habit of reading irrespective of the fact whether the parents read…