Why is the black swan ignoring Sophie’s requests? Will Sophie be able to cure Brant? How is Jolie related to the black swan? Can Sophie really trust Biana with the classified information? Who really placed that tracker on Silveny?
These strands of questions have become like, an entangled mass in my head. But its a nice clutter, the one that looks like a mess to everyone but makes complete sense to you.
Reading my book transports me to a whole new world, I get to escape reality and that helps me ignite that small ball of sunshine in me. It helps me cling on to that cliff of hope.
That adrenaline rush when I get my hands on a book that I've really wanted, that spark of excitement in my heart when the mystery’s finally making sense, when all the pieces are finally coming together. I cannot explain how much contentment it gives me.
When I feel low, I coddle that warmth, that pleasure and nurture it.
This way, I get my daily dose of magic :)
“Between the pages of a book is a lovely place to be”
GAYATRI :)
