What if our lives' were to be a book? An unedited, unabridged version of our entire existence. Raw and detailed in its narrative, nothing censored, nothing 'adapted to capture the readers' attention'.
And then if this book was to be made available for free?
I wonder who would be the one's to pick it up? And then, who would be the one's who last the entire read? And what can this possibly tell us about them, and their own journeys'?
However there is something else that I wonder about even more, maybe even worry a little.
There are no pure tragedies, and there aren't enough comedies. Each story, each book is a mix. A rich tapestry of interwoven themes, of lives entwining with each other like the meandering bylanes of an ancient tradition. Colours and shades, sounds and silences, laughter and wails, they all blend in an almost inseparable theme.
And that is really the story of each one of us. Each one so unique, and yet so similar.
When your book is done, what would it read like? Would it be an edge of the seat thriller, or maybe an out and out romance where nothing is impossible. Would it come across as a tearjerker, or would it be surprising how you even made it home eventually. Would there be heroes; villains even, and a few motley fellows thrown in for good measure?
Would it make for a great read or just another has-been-wanted-to-be?
In moments of peace I wonder what will my book read like?
Will it redefine normal, or be a piece quite normally defined?
And in my heart I know, that no matter what it is to the world- to me it simply has to be 'Whoa what a ride!!'
