It has been days for me turning that page. I put the full stop on our relationship. You know how difficult it is to move on and starting a new life. When there is no further page to turn, you have to accept the end. We had such a good time together. But alas, the journey has its destination. Wait, wasn’t I aware of this destination since the beginning? Ever since I took that first step with her, back of the mind I was always staging for the moment when we reach the end of this road.

Isn’t it obvious for a book? If you open the cover and dived in the amazing world created by an author, there is always “the end” written on the last page of the book. When the book is so fascinating, it kind of cast a spell on you and take you along the journey of its characters. I get involved in the story so much that I start thinking of being part of the story. The author takes the characters by hand and takes them to their destination by the end of the book. They fulfill their destiny. If writer gave them happy moments at the end, they enjoy them. If it’s tragedy, characters at least get closure at the end. But hey dude, you forget to write something for me? What about my destiny at the end? What about my share of the closure? Haven’t you thought about me as an uninvited traveler of this journey when you wrote a book?

This is my condition when I turn that last page of every fascinating book. I need more time to come out of the world between those covers. I know it’s crazy to some other level, but hey my fellow bibliophiles, aren’t we all crazy in the same way? Just like some love yearning person, I fell for a new world. I get pulled to the bookshelf. Aroma of those printed pages always fascinates me. It entices me to pick up a new book and start a new.

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I am participating in A to Z challenge with Blogchatter and this is my take on day 14 challenge. “N for Starting a new”