Of Books and Life

          It always occur to me how wonderful life is if it would always end up the way the books I'm reading eventually ends; which by the way  most of the time have this '...and they live happily ever after' kind of ending. Yeah, it sounds ideally fantastic but logically unrealistic!

         

           I mean come on, who was I kidding? I know that not all things that I've came across those books or; shall we say novels, are something which are all the time inclined to reality. As what one of my college professor said, "Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some to be chewed on and digested." And apparently Sir Francis Bacon, the Renaissance author, agreed to this (because originally he said this line☺)!  

        I admit that I seemed to be gazillion miles away from reality when I'm reading books or novels. Or that I am instantly taken away into that place and time where the scene in the novel had taken place; may it be during the Nazi invasion in Europe or at a dinner at a fine restaurant in New York. Or that I tend to see myself as the lady being chased by some mentally-ill killer, or dumped by some lawyer fiancé, or kissed by the irresistible guy-next-door. Or that I found myself laughing, shouting, giggling or crying (in my head or actually in reality) in sync with how the characters are feeling in the novel. But then hey, I guess I'm just so into with what I'm reading that I feel so attached to the characters but that doesn't mean that I'm practically detached from reality, right?!

       Well anyway, despite the fact that I have this overflowing, picturesque and creative imagination I believe that I can still identify what's fact from fiction or what's real from what's not. I still have a full grasp of reality. I still am aware that I'm not Bella Swan who has a gorgeous vampire for a boyfriend and a hot werewolf for a best friend, nor a curator of some museum in search for a message behind a painting, and stuff like that. 

       However I can't help but wish that once in a while those happy endings are same as how most of our lives would end. Like those psychopath killers would rot in prison so justice may be served. That those husbands and wives battling over a divorce would eventually work things out and make-up.  That those people who were once a nobody would grew up to be a somebody. Or maybe, those who had their lives or hearts broken would one day find something or someone that will make them whole again. Sounds great, doesn't it?

        I know that happy endings doesn't happen all the time in the real world; especially not with today's world wherein real life villains (may it be a person, thing, happening, or even yourself) exist and are more than willing to antagonize you every way they can. Yet despite all these negativity and nightmarish set-up, I still think that we could be happy. We only have to allow happiness to dwell in us, in our hearts and in our spirit. And if in case it just wouldn't work out for now, then maybe we'll just have to wait for the real happy ending, in GOD's time that is!


        And when that time comes, we will all be more than the prettiest prince and princess in the kingdom, the richest merchant in town or even the brightest star in Hollywood!




xoxo,


Mae =)