Prose

There is something wonderfully ethereal about beautifully written prose. A alchemy of words and thoughts that transports a man into deep realms only accessible to imagination, realms where all the trueness comes forth in one gushing stream of song and dance. And rhythm  There is something beautiful in creating landscapes and all its attendant flowering joyous creatures; their joys, their sorrows and the troubling troubles that so looks and feels like our own. Nothing but words can wonderfully weave the heartbeats of characters and readers together. Nothing but words can bring alive all those hustle and silence  those smoothness of her hair and the warmth of her breath, there is nothing which brings alive someone in so embarrassingly truthful way. Prose is really wonderful way of expressing. A gift given to only those gentle few who have had it chosen. Its a gift not for those who wield the pen but all of us who are given an opportunity to enjoy its fruits.