I had just made a step into the library through the unfamiliar large doors. I made my first step in and looked around I saw many diverse groups of students sitting others studying. The windows were huge at the back of the library and it gave a magnificent outstanding look while bringing in a powerful light into the library. Artificial plants and trees stood almost in every corner of the library, giving it a beautiful and unique look. On the floor was a comfy and thick carpet that made the sound of people walking not to disturb students who were focused studying in the library, all the books in the library were properly organized in an alphabetic order. It was easier for students to find a specific book without wasting their time looking for it. Different types of wooden pieces of furniture existed in the library, each of the wooden pieces served a different purpose, high chairs and tables was for the comfort of tall students and those who used their computer devices, Wide chairs found near the huge windows were meant for those whom they would like to read with a natural light coming from the windows, Along with other diverse pieces of furniture existed and each one served an important duty.
The library smell was different. I could smell new ideas as I stepped in , powerful smell of imagination from the books that lay on different shelves that was to be read, The antique smell of the pages of old books, the untouched books lying on the shelves, the smell of the dust coming from these books, The food that students brought with them to the library, The smell of cologne and perfume of the students walking next to me, the smell of sweat of the students involved in a sport activity, scents from the pleasant to the wretched, The distinct smell of the unwashed clothes along with the cigarette smell made me depressed in no time once it crossed my nose. All these kind of smells mixed together made the library full of life because of different kind of smells, without these smells in the library it would be lifeless, I could not imagine myself being fitted there and smell nothing, that is just impossible.
The touch on the smooth bindings of the ancient and new books offered me a whole new perspective on books, The feeling of overused papers and books gave me a strange new look, even though it was old, the weights differed from each other, there were some thick others were heavier and it made it harder to carry around while the light ones were easier to walk around with. The old tables I sat on had many sharp splinters and rough surfaces and I could see and feel them every time I sat there to study. Being situated in the library I could feel the carpet underneath my feet, it was so comfortable to step on and walk on it. The piece of cloth on the chairs made with the finest material for the convenience of the students, I could sit and study all day long on these chairs and never feel any discomfort on my back, the different wooden pieces within the library were clean and smooth, some had graffiti drawn on them by the students, but almost every piece of wood in the library had individual graffiti.
As I study I could hear nothing but the quiet peaceful sounds of paper turning and minds thinking at their best, the sound of the copying machines kept going all day long unstoppable, the air conditioner turning on and off, the sound of the moving leaves of the artificial trees every time the air conditioner hits it, the students buzzing around like I was near a hive of bees punctuated by a few louder statements from the librarian to make the students lower their voices so others could focus, the whispering among the students, the chairs scraping against the floor each time a student moves, I could hear the snoring of the sleeping students, the different laughs people made.`