Days at The Morisaki Bookshop
A heartwarming tale set in the heart of a bookstore.
It seldom happens that a book feels like a warm hug during a wintry night or like the first drop of rain after a sultry afternoon. My recent read Days at the Morisaki Bookshop by Satoshi Yagisawa (translated by Eric Ozawa) re-establishes my belief and reaffirms my faith that books have healing powers and they can change the world, one page at a time.
Narrating the story of a heartbroken twenty-five old Takako, the book takes us on an emotional and transformative journey where she temporarily shifts to the Morisaki Bookshop — the bookstore owned by her uncle Satoru, tucked away in the beautiful locale of Jimbocho, Tokyo.
As the frustrated Takako navigates the pile of books in the old wooden building which is frequently visited by a bunch of warm and friendly book lovers; she gains peace, mends the broken pieces of her heart and discovers a new world where people judge less and befriend more.
The tiny rent-free room above the shop opens the gate which leads Takako to witness new places and embrace new relationships in her life while understanding that healing takes time and books are the best companion while fighting against tough times.
