What is the greatest power of fictional stories?
When the appropriate words don’t come to you and you search for another one..
And then you find that the sentence led you to a different meaning and now it is the best …
Without words, without expression,
Only to wonder what might the sentence end up to…
You keep on forming words inside the mind;
new words with expression or words that express!
Nothing can be more wonderful and explorable at that moment.
When alone in the dark
You see everything taking a terrible shape.
The trees, its branches, its leaves
Taking some horrible and frightening form..
You run, afraid.
And then you realise these were all hallucinations…
It’s always difficult to see how far you have come. Our mind is a wanderer; and so are we. Even the simplest of the paths can be a maze when viewed in a different way.
When pictures come to life..
When the imaginery part of life becomes real,
You know you are dreaming but deep inside something tells you it’s no more a simple stationary peice in a frame, but in its live form..
”Writing is an extreme privilege but it’s also a gift. It’s a gift to yourself and it’s a gift of giving a story to someone.”