Even pain and damage are a comfort. One may be afraid of happiness because one is never sure whether it is surely theirs to keep or rather just another illusion, another dream about to be shattered.
Every author talks of similar pain felt by the protagonist, and then the protagonist embarks on a life altering journey which would write their destiny- depending whether they rise from the ashes like a phoenix or fall into the abysmal darkness.
Such is also true for real life. But real life has an asterisk of conditions applied wherein one may or may not have an ally, and some of them turn to books for their aid; to escape to them, to their world from which they draw courage and inspiration to conquer their fears.
But its not just a handful of people who do so; if we observe closely we would find a substantial, if not great amount of people who find respite in books. To one it may seem like the world is divided into two kinds of people- one who create the world of illusions....the world of realities and those who immerse themselves in the words and worlds of an author.
Those words ever so green which have the power to stir even the most dormant of one's feelings. Indeed words are very powerful, and those which sprout from a writer's pen....the thoughts and imagination of one person whose origin lies among the feelings of many.....some lost in the struggle of survival nd some wishing to be lost.
Losing one self in the worlds of the words is the most easiest way of escaping...from their mundane, hard and sometimes pessimist life.
One's imagination gives wings to not just them but to many others who peep into them, and emerge with twinkling eyes of an innocent kid..still uncorrupt by the ways of the world, rearing to fight for what they believe in...what they dream.
Every author talks of similar pain felt by the protagonist, and then the protagonist embarks on a life altering journey which would write their destiny- depending whether they rise from the ashes like a phoenix or fall into the abysmal darkness.
Such is also true for real life. But real life has an asterisk of conditions applied wherein one may or may not have an ally, and some of them turn to books for their aid; to escape to them, to their world from which they draw courage and inspiration to conquer their fears.
But its not just a handful of people who do so; if we observe closely we would find a substantial, if not great amount of people who find respite in books. To one it may seem like the world is divided into two kinds of people- one who create the world of illusions....the world of realities and those who immerse themselves in the words and worlds of an author.
Those words ever so green which have the power to stir even the most dormant of one's feelings. Indeed words are very powerful, and those which sprout from a writer's pen....the thoughts and imagination of one person whose origin lies among the feelings of many.....some lost in the struggle of survival nd some wishing to be lost.
Losing one self in the worlds of the words is the most easiest way of escaping...from their mundane, hard and sometimes pessimist life.
One's imagination gives wings to not just them but to many others who peep into them, and emerge with twinkling eyes of an innocent kid..still uncorrupt by the ways of the world, rearing to fight for what they believe in...what they dream.
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