I’m going to miss Liesel Meminger because i finished reading ‘The Book Thief’…finally

I am a person who can watch a horror flick all alone with no one in the room, but i cant face truth, abandonment and heartache. I fear no ghost, however I do fear getting attached and then being left all alone with heartache.

Today I will tell you something about me, which a shrink would tell me if I ever went to see one. But I already know this. I suffer from fear of saying goodbye even to the most non-existent and materialistic things in life such as a fictional character, a story, a book, a pen, a beautiful coffee mug or just a good movie.

There is a reason why I often tend to get stuck in between a story I’m writing or a book I’m reading. I get scared of the fact that the ending is near, so I try to avoid writing much or I distract myself with silly things, endless number of TV shows or songs to make sure I read nothing or close to a page or two because I don’t want the book to end. True story, crazy but totally true.

But not only have I started writing again, I also finally spent my whole day reading and I finally managed to finish “The Book Thief”. No more excuses, no mores distractions, no more fear of saying goodbye to Liesel Meminger and her Papa. I just sat and read, even when I was around people I read.

There are books I can read again, books I would like to have with me if I’m ever stuck on an island all myself. These books have people I love, stories that made me cry and smile, feel real human emotions and these books have their own share of pain which for some reason made me forget mine.

I think I’m now going to dedicate a page to my top favourite books and sure “The Book Thief” would be there. I never thought it’s possible to see Death as anything else but a morbid sad phenomenon. Markus Zusak gave a voice to death in such as way that all I wanted to do was not finish the book. Because I was scared that once its over, i would no longer read more about what happened on Himmel Street.

I won’t give the story, but if you don’t mind reading a little dark but painfully beautiful story about a German girl in a Nazi Germany then my friends this is your book.

The last book that left an impression on me this big was “Perks of being a Wallflower” for I still crave to re-read it again, only I don’t.

Thankyou #DigitalDaggers…

Last night I wrote 1300 some words for Dominique part II, yes you heard it right. I still haven’t finished the Part 1 and now I have few pages for part 2 with me.

What? how? why?…well, for past few months I have been struggling with a block because I had stories inside my head but I couldn’t write them down. Just couldn’t. There was this one particular story that I narrated to a friend who loved it, the concept. He asked me to work on it, because he would love to read it. So I thought cool I can do that. But I couldn’t. I would sit and stare at the plain MS word document.

Yesterday I had a dream, true story, I’m talking to some writer don’t know who and I’m asking the person how do you work on a book when you have two or three different stories banging and colliding with each other in a tiny head of yours. I woke up with no answer, I went to work, I worked, I sulked, I drank coffee and I listened to music and BANG #Epiphany.

Universe from some corner threw an idea to me. It hit me and I was like “That’s it”. I mean here i was listening to Digital Daggers and i just saw the whole story right in front of my eyes with the song being a perfect background score.

So simple, I had it all right in front of me. I merged the two stories because come one weren’t they meant to be. The story goes like this -you can’t work on A cause you are thinking of B and you can work on B cause A is still at the back of your mind. So you club A and B…TaDa!

So my friends, I think I’m back…I think…Cheers…

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