Never been in love with a movie title before, but this particular one tangled itself to a fragment of my thoughts which kept rising above the upheaved contemplations, tingling the ceiling overhead. The perpetual serenity that a pristine mind can offer seemed to be the ‘happily ever after’ song the mind was singing all long.
I stepped outside the pages of my book, leaving behind the stories I carry and undressing the characters I play, to be no one for a while. I don’t know if this is possible or whether I making it up or people like me living in books could actually venture outside. It felt so real and I was sitting at the very edge of my book, as if a girl for the first time in her life witnesses a sunrise from the mountain top, where she sits at the edge of a rock that is seated to flag off the morning sun, dangling her legs and creating invisible ripples in morning air and causing it to form cold subtle breeze that runs down the cliff to the deep forest, singing morning stories to the trees. Continue reading “Journey of a life time”