Books



So I read 'The fault in our stars' by John Green yesterday for the first time and got lost with the characters in the book and of course cried a lot. It's the magic of books which takes us within it.. gets us immersed in our own little world with our own little people. If you are reading a book from a character's point of view, you automatically become that character. The character's mom, dad, brother, sister are your mom, dad , brother and sister now. And because of that connection.. I can say that.. Yes, Augustus Waters was my boyfriend too.. Yes I have lived as Hazel.. and I believe every moment he spent with hazel, he spent with me. He was close.. very close.. And then he was gone. And my grief was immeasurable. :'(  There's a void I've been try to fill after that. Trying to find answers to all the questions he didn't get to answer. Questions about him. What happened to him and exactly how it happened to him. I wanna know. But he's not there and even I am not there. The book is over. Maybe as Hazel, I will die soon one day because of my Cancer. But until that day comes.. how am I suppose to live without him. This is the thing about books. It takes you with it inside and never lets you come out. And its magical. But what about the unanswered questions? What happens after the last chapter? How does the life goes on inside? It leaves us unanswered after the last chapter has finished. There is no book ever written which gave answers to every possible question the reader could have in mind. About the future of the characters. About what happens after every 'And they lived happily ever after..' How did they live happily ever after?? What did they do? How did their lives change? I might look like a desperate fan here not wanting my story to get over. But come on.. no one ever wants their stories to get over. We want more. We always want more. But then there would be no chance of ending the book and without the end of one great story how would the author write another great story. If there were no ends, there wouldn't have been any beginnings. Fair enough then. I'll still be Hazel if I open Tfios, Ana if I open fsog and what not.. I think that's the beauty of books, you get to live, you get to die.. But u also get to relive whenever you want. We can just start it all again from the very first page and live it all over. That's the beauty.

 P.S. Maybe I need to get a life since I am looking stupid here but maybe I don't.

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