Writers and readers are hopelessly romantic. They live in a fictional world, and tend to be unacceptable to the real world. They immerse themselves so much in a world, which does not exist that they deviate and forget that they live in a world, which does exist. They seek pleasure in something, which is unreal,… Read More Living In An Illusory World.
I cannot say that I am at a lot of disposal of time these days to have a current reading list, but after my recent circus show in my life, I desperately needed an escape. A real escape. And so I have been drowning myself in books. Before, I would pick up a book and… Read More Current Reading List!
Today, they introduced me as a writer, and honestly, I did not see that coming. People keep telling me, that I am a writer, but there is some part of me that still does not believe that. Anyways so there I was being introduced as a writer, and then the irony struck me. The very… Read More A Writer Without Words!
I have been told that some books that you read in your childhood, are meant for your childhood. Not be read in your yonger days, and not to be read as you grow. For they are mere fantasy plots, which make you believe in things untrue. But today, I feel literally no shame in saying… Read More The Velveteen Rabbit.
Yesterday was Amazing!! And I still remember posting the same very thoughts the same very day, last year. And sure, time and things have changed but some things (thankfully) have remained as I wished them to. Some of you might be really wondering as to what exactly was yesterday, well,, it was my birthday. And… Read More A Year Older; A Year Wiser?
For me books are more than just books. Books are more than words, They are more than mere pages, They are more than simple plots and fictional stances.. Books are my weakness and they are my strength, They are my escape mechanism, And they are my reality!! They are ever present, non complaining friends, They… Read More Books- My Strength!
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like… Read More Still I rise!
I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the… Read More I Am!
Today I have another reader realization, Bare with me.. You know you are a reader, you are certain that it is the only pleasure in your life, that it is the only solution to all your problems, that reading is the only source to digress yourself from all those problems, that reading is the… Read More You are a Reader.
I am pretty sure that many of you here will be book readers, so much so that reading would be an inseparable part of your life. Yes, I’d say that too, that I love reading books, I love to get lost in an imaginary world. But today I read something which shook my beliefs, that… Read More I am a Reader!?