Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The girl who travelled in stories


After many years, I went up the stairs of an old library. I breathed the scent of old paper. I got lost into the labyrinths of a book alley. My heart pumped and my feet fluttered with joy. I saw books, I dreamt of images,of a new world, I tip-toed around, touching the musk scented pages and immersing myself in their fragrance like a child plays around puddles.

I found some joy,again, which is there to stay...


Picture by Organiques
Posted by P at 11:36 PM

17 comments:

  1. :p I wonder if you read anything at all :p
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  2. I know the nostalgia u're talking about.....:)
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  3. Thought for the day:

    If your nose runs and your feet smell, are you suffering from opposite's syndrome? :-)

    And I could've sworn that the women behind the rainbow is you!
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  5. @navi~lol
    @aquaazure~ :)
    @TS~ i wish it was me :)
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  6. Nice. i like the URL!

    we should all remember to fly...k, i'll make a note :D

    N
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  8. Long time !
    And URL change...waise the new URL sounds really apt! :)
    Keep scribbling!
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  9. Thank you. Glad you like it!
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  12. BTW which book were you searching when you thought of this post?
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  14. @ Kritesh~ Ummm... nothing specific really. I was actually looking for a powerful autobiography, something true and raw...
    @Addictive~ Thank you :)
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  15. Good one!! Kind of NOSTALGIC.

    I love your BLOG title :)
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  16. aaaaah books...there is something tangible about the feelings they invoke in me
    All I have to do is close my eyes and I am back in the old terrace room of my granparents' house, filled with endless cartons of old books, I can smell their musty smell and feel there smooth crunchy pages sliding between my finger...
    books...
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