Fiction smothered life

she believed that somewhere across the darkness kissed void of the universe lived someone who would brave the cosmic rays just to love her..

she was never stalked by the feeling of absence of a friend as fictional characters flirted with her every night..and,although her room was barely 100 sq. feet,however she found her world inside the old wooden bookshelf which stood in the corner of the dilapidated room,the yellow pages in it were dying yet,it kept her alive..

Yes, like her, each one of us are just an omnibus of the books we have fallen in love with!

-animesh

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Artwork by Fernando Vicente

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9 comments

  1. muskanreadsandwrites · July 18, 2015

    It felt like you were describing me xD
    Great post!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. sachanshreya · July 18, 2015

    This is just too beautiful! I can totally relate. Reblogging πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

  3. sachanshreya · July 18, 2015

    Reblogged this on pseudo random musings and commented:
    Because writing is all about appreciating others and getting inspired. πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Vikar · July 19, 2015

    Reblogged this on DOA:Writer and commented:
    Just couldn’t resist after reading such great and relatable post! Keep going and let us read more of these. Writings like these are restorers of faith-atleast that’s what they are for me.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. manduns · July 22, 2015

    Reblogged this on surrounded yet free.

    Like

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