Can it just happen that you found an old shabby book in the corner of some second hand bookshop, you start reading it, and you just get lost in it. You forgot about everything else, your personal life, you get so engrossed in it, in the words, in the author that you set yourself on a whole new quest.
A quest to find more about the author, to peek into his real life. His writing style, his expressions fascinated you so much that you decide you want to know more. You want to know how this person lives, what are the surroundings which carved such sentiments in him, that he came up with these ideas, these thoughts.
A reader sets himself on this journey. Ok, but now the question comes up why he want to do it? Is he so bored of his own life that he now want to see 'how it would be to live the life of that author?' or is it because he find some resemblance in author's life, some solidarity in author's thoughts and he is intrigued to find out the circumstances?. Does he want to observe those circumstances and compare them to his own and see if he would have been in those,' would he have come up with same thoughts, same lines ? '.
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A quest to find more about the author, to peek into his real life. His writing style, his expressions fascinated you so much that you decide you want to know more. You want to know how this person lives, what are the surroundings which carved such sentiments in him, that he came up with these ideas, these thoughts.
A reader sets himself on this journey. Ok, but now the question comes up why he want to do it? Is he so bored of his own life that he now want to see 'how it would be to live the life of that author?' or is it because he find some resemblance in author's life, some solidarity in author's thoughts and he is intrigued to find out the circumstances?. Does he want to observe those circumstances and compare them to his own and see if he would have been in those,' would he have come up with same thoughts, same lines ? '.
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