You shall know that a story is of your taste when you can’t stop reading it.
My pleasure in reading has been fairly the same since I was able to understand much the standard English novel out there. Give me an interesting novel to read and I’ll stuck to it until I’ve reached the last page. I am not an avid reader however, and never once buy a novel of my own; I read whatever that I can borrow, or whatever that’s free.
The last bit was the case for the past few days. My extended weekend (Friday was a holiday) passed me by while I was busy reading a story that I stumbled upon on the Internet. The story, to say the least, was not as refine as one could have found in the bookstore. It has, nevertheless, captured my imagination.
“If you get to thinkin’ you’re a person of some influence, try orderin’ somebody else’s dog around” – a quote from the story
The story told me about things that are otherwise far and alien to my current life. Although it only painted a beautiful picture of a life that’s otherwise exceptional and unaccepted in the society that I am in, I was mesmerised with the beauty. With the intensity of the heat. With the depth of the love for one to the other.
But as any other stories out there, it shall bound to end. And I shall fall down on this flat reality again.