Guest blogger and journalist Jehan Mohd contemplates a misunderstood genre of literary delights My love affair with comics began at a tender age — so young that I cannot recall exactly when I picked up my first comic book. I do, however, remember what it started with — Archie Comics . Archie Comics played a strong role in my growing up years and continue to be a dear friend. My two elder sisters were also fans of the series and a trip to the bookshop or a book fair would usually include the purchase of a comic book (or two, or three). I also read other comic titles such as Bananaman , Garfield , Asterix , Tintin , Beano — later Calvin and Hobbes , which also became a firm favourite — and whatever comic strips were in the newspapers but I still ended up going back to Archie at the end of the day. As an adult, however, the affair with the comic book world became more of a guilty pleasure because, after all, “it’s kiddie stuff”. ...
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