purnima ka chand

Perhaps reading and writing books is one of the last defences human dignity has left, because in the end they remind us of what God once reminded us before He too evaporated in this age of relentless humiliations — that we are more than ourselves; that we have souls.

Humans fail to express themselves miserably. They just switch to the songs that help them relate, the books that speak up their story, the poems that define them and speak up in a way they don't know how to. And i think that's the beauty of art.