my book..my life..

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!!