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Insane and Awestruck..!!




The feeling after reading a book...a story that consumed you for the last few days, its so strange that it cannot be put it into words. That air that moves in the hollow of the stomach is so new..sometimes bringing ecstacy sometimes just pain. I just finished Mockingjay by Suzzane Collins...not just am I in love with her writing but I have equally strong emotions for each of her characters. I wonder how is it possible to evoke such feelings from the reader inspite of the fact that I know they are virtual people. How unknowingly does it happen that I start associating myself with those characters in the story and sometimes map them to the people around me..I wonder how these worlds tranform into each other throwing me back and forth between reality and virtuality....!! Its a feeling of evading the reality, living in those unreal worlds, yet facing those same questions that you evade...
The depth of emotions, the brutality of the choices to be made, the struggle to find reason behind actions, the wrath of the emotions threadbare, the motives driving the superficial smiles and the moment that speaks of the inconsequentiality of actions....all in all...it leaves you insane and awestruck..!!

Happy Reading..!!

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