interlude

Why is paper still alive? WHY??  because you and I are still alive... yes, it is as simple as that... Today we might choose to put our thought on blog than to maintain a diary & make our lists on a smart phone...might even confess our love over a text or e-mail...but honestly...can anything match up to the special touch of that piece of paper, that rustling sound when yo unfold it to read those sweet nothings...scribbled on one corner, little off center, may be in a really bad hand writing but only for you..? It might not be neat, messy rather and not even convenient...yet there is something about that handwritten note...the message on that crinkled paper, dabbed with ink and some finger prints...which says this bond is special... Message might be of utmost importance at any given occasion, but the medium of paper has been the priceless...be it a thank you note or facilitation, a wedding invite or some document for some boring meeting... paper has been at your serv...

i am at loss of words...its time when  music is acting like a drug, love is acting as cure and loneliness is working as panache, but still the void which you tried to fill with everything is still wide open...gaping, glaring straight into my eyes. i look for peace...i look for hope.. i look in every nook.... for you.

~ the characters have lived in me, breathing them everyday i find and lose myself...

~ exposed spine journal, hand bound! 

I learnt book binding few months back, and this has been one of the most interesting things to do.... ...more to come