Going by the awesome
stuff i get to read on a daily basis thanks to the wide shoulders of
the Internet, i'm now dead sure that i'll never be able to write like
them. Their words and the culminating thought process are like dreams
that you never want to wake up from. They are simply gorgeous. I
can't even imagine or try to fathom the depth of their minds. I'd be
lost anyway. So, taking this newfound reality into consideration,
i've made a small change to the purpose of my life. Call me cynical
but i've noticed patterns you missed. So, instead of aiming to be an
also-ran who won't be counted at the end, i'm going to invest my time
into making sure that i continue reading the finest piece of
literature ever attempted—be it from any language as long as it's
translated well into English—by humans. I wish those words continue
to greet me with the same delight that i pursue them. I vowed
something similar about a decade ago with cinema although i had no
intention of filmmaking but the plan worked in my favour as ii
managed to watch gems after gems.
Thought you should
know because you are part of this fruitless ridiculous journey and
also because, as you are well aware by now, i love y'all from the
bottom of my fingertips.
PS. You won't be
part of my will though.
3 comments:
Your ponjo loves you too
Maybe you can keep telling us about the good books you read.
kabhi mauka lagey toh Sant Singh Maskeen ji ki book padhna. He was a scholar, a pracharak. Though he was a Sikh, his knowledge of other religions besides sikhism, was immense. we all love his perspective. the way he used to put across his point, it was too amazing.
and keep posting about the good reading stuff you come across. though you will do it anyway:-)
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