Something

I woke up and found utter chaos all around...dark sky enraging a lightning storm...people walking around ..only they were less human and more of some queer twisted form...i felt the pain in my body i looked at my arms and myself and found that i was no different from them....i closed my eyes again thinking everything will vanish away as soon as it had started....i heard some faint music ...i walked towards it...it grew more beautiful... i opened my eyes.. and there at some distance was a girl sitting playing the music..the most beautiful music I had ever heard...she looked up and smiled...that smile...it was the most pristine,sacred thing in the universe..it told me that she was innocent of every thing that is going around..it didn't know anything...it didn't want to know anything because it didn't care about anything..then our eyes met and we talked and talked without even speaking a single word ..everything was understood..everything was known....'we' smiled back at each other finally understanding what has to be done ;what had to be done....then I again closed my eyes and walked away the music still in my ears..i opened my eyes...i felt less pain now..i walked towards thehorizon where i could see rays of the sun and greenery ...away from this world..where i knew everything..i had always known...i walked.....smiled..as the music was still in my ears.....

It's not about the books

I have still not overcome from my last book. I even dont like to call it a book. The Fountainhead rocked. I am looking forward for a book which can simply match it's standards. I don't want to read Ayn Rand's any other work right now,because i dont want to finish it off. I like being in this afterglow of the book. And will slowly and steadily read all her other works to enlighten me.

Anyways, I read Alchemist. I just flicked through the pages in about 4 hours. It was the book's fate that I read it just a day after completing Fountainhead.So, to say the least I found it nothing and actually a bit contradicting to few things embarked on my mind by the Fountainhead. Whereas Alchemist somewhat tells you to be superstitious,Fountainhead is the story of 'an Atheist'.

The other book I completed just day before yesterday was-'It's not about the bike'. I dont want to write much about it but just savour it in my mind. It was painful,very painful,but at the end i clapped my hands with tears in my eyes. And it was my fate that after I read it, I switched on the Tv and to my surprise Tour De France was going on and Lance Armstrong is still "Living Strong". I saw him and all the people cheering for him. I thought go,go,go!! Lance you living legend....not only for your country but for all those chosen "lucky ones"who look upto you....