But it has always felt
like..
stories out of a
book..
sometimes happy..
and at others pathetic,
and some not so great..
yup..
just like stories out of
a book.
Preface..interesting,
starting chapters
intriguing,
then confusing,
further some more,
happy and contending.
yup..
just like stories out of
a book.
Then came the struggling
ones,
trying to make sense,
ohh, and then those
to make me smile,
making it all
worthwhile..
yup..
just like stories out of
a book.
But then the book is not
over yet,
the stories continue to
flow,
the seeking is still on,
at times quick, at
times slow
yup..
just like stories out of
a book.
So to read some more,
need to continue, turning pages,
living each day
as it comes..
yup..
just like stories out of a book.
Go on..I tell myself,
keep moving..keep breathing
until the last chapter
and then the book will finish..
but I will not..
the soul will move on..
the chapter will start afresh!
Just like stories out of a book!!
