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The Papery Onions Prologue
The Papery OnionsWords are never frail. They have all the powers to change the personality and features of a man. The way he relates and depicts the things are based on the words he discovers. At one point where words portray happiness for someone, it also counts for the tears to some. The day we comprehend the strength of words, we would choose them more closely and patiently. Where we would prefer silence more over words. If words are our strength, they are our weakness too.
Because words have crumpled ways of playing games with hearts.
This is a book about determination. About perseverance. About love. About life. And about every one of us. I firmly believe that writing a prelude to my book would be in the same class as composing a prologue to my own life contemplations. I have attempted to pen down, the changes, the struggles and the emotions that we usually go through in various phases of life. Whether it is love, awfulness, disappointment, failure, rejection or anything, we always have a perception. I have tried to mold those experiences and encounters in a different form of storytelling. There is nothing unique about them, yet I am certain that each of the episodes, recollections, and stories that are shared here could without much of a stretch be related to everybody's encounters.
Writing, according to me, is about having an additional eye that saw the inconspicuous, an additional ear that heard the unheard, an additional hand that wrote the unwritten and an additional heart that felt the unfelt. It is about the possible sunrise rather than the obscuring nightfall and the component of expectation rather than the fate that precedes it. I trust that the best thing that writing has ever shown me is an expectation and a sense of life. It has given me new horizons to explore and light on the ball.
Life is not about organizing the arrangement, but rather about arranging our needs.
One thing I learned while writing. Every day you can't have the similar vibe to write. Every day you can't compose. Everybody around here has the aptitude to play with words. While some are extraordinary speakers, some have the ability to depict their musings through the hands. The things that were once composed by you, appears to have vagueness when perused after a couple of days. You think that the implications could be more honed and clearer. You accompany many more encounters and thoughts to put them between your lines, but the things are no greater. Flawlessness is something that you can't accomplish in writing. There are more perspectives that can dominate your considerations. There are more powerful thoughts over an issue.
Basically, my compositions emerge from the idea that people don't advance in confinement. Development happens when we share our encounters and make an aggregate awareness. Because what actually can be felt is always relatable.
Let us say what lies inside us, what we have felt.
Let us write, before it is too late.
Along these lines, here I am with my first book and my methods of portraying every story and each thought in a very new way.
Because words have crumpled ways of playing games with hearts.
This is a book about determination. About perseverance. About love. About life. And about every one of us. I firmly believe that writing a prelude to my book would be in the same class as composing a prologue to my own life contemplations. I have attempted to pen down, the changes, the struggles and the emotions that we usually go through in various phases of life. Whether it is love, awfulness, disappointment, failure, rejection or anything, we always have a perception. I have tried to mold those experiences and encounters in a different form of storytelling. There is nothing unique about them, yet I am certain that each of the episodes, recollections, and stories that are shared here could without much of a stretch be related to everybody's encounters.
Writing, according to me, is about having an additional eye that saw the inconspicuous, an additional ear that heard the unheard, an additional hand that wrote the unwritten and an additional heart that felt the unfelt. It is about the possible sunrise rather than the obscuring nightfall and the component of expectation rather than the fate that precedes it. I trust that the best thing that writing has ever shown me is an expectation and a sense of life. It has given me new horizons to explore and light on the ball.
Life is not about organizing the arrangement, but rather about arranging our needs.
One thing I learned while writing. Every day you can't have the similar vibe to write. Every day you can't compose. Everybody around here has the aptitude to play with words. While some are extraordinary speakers, some have the ability to depict their musings through the hands. The things that were once composed by you, appears to have vagueness when perused after a couple of days. You think that the implications could be more honed and clearer. You accompany many more encounters and thoughts to put them between your lines, but the things are no greater. Flawlessness is something that you can't accomplish in writing. There are more perspectives that can dominate your considerations. There are more powerful thoughts over an issue.
Basically, my compositions emerge from the idea that people don't advance in confinement. Development happens when we share our encounters and make an aggregate awareness. Because what actually can be felt is always relatable.
Let us say what lies inside us, what we have felt.
Let us write, before it is too late.
Along these lines, here I am with my first book and my methods of portraying every story and each thought in a very new way.
