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I am amazed. Got to think of it, almost everyday I am able to learn new stuffs. Its like Im seeing life in a new light. Its like God is directing me everyday to more surprises of life. There are so many things taken for granted. We are living only one life. That means, we only have one story sequenced in a lifeline called time. But you know what? I thank God that He gave us the ability to write and read. Without this gift, it would be almost impossible to know that there are loads of stories that time had created. Actually, its not the time that created them: its fate – an abstract creature that neither sleep, eat nor rest. Through books, we can capture an eternity of stories. Through reading, we learn the world is not revolving around a single person alone. In fact, we realize that there are other worlds too, not only the world we are in, but worlds that couldnt be physically grasp: the world of imagination.
Oh, yes! We are blessed to have the ability to read and write. Yes, it is enough to be able to talk and listen but its a lot different if you could freeze something using your pen and paper alone. Its a chance to have it again and again without even consuming it. Although, “again and again” makes me feel that what Im doing is somewhat not sacred, I think its the closest phrase to describe what I mean (so never mind).
Writing what you feel, thinking of the best words to describe everything you needed to say and (then) scribbling it on a sheet of paper (knowing that it might stand the passing of time, endure the pain of being ignored but nevertheless enjoy each sufferings, always keeping in mind that someday, somehow it will fulfill its purpose: to be read, to be understood and to be appreciated.
Each book we read (I think), without realizing it, shares a fraction of the authors soul. Whether its a novel, short story, poem or even a plain