THE NIGHT IS MY HAVEN, MY SANCTUARY; IT CRADLES MY MUSE, MY VIGOR, MY SANGUINITY.
WHEN THEE AFTER DUSK COMETH LOOKING FOR ME, I REFLECT UPON THEE THAT'D COMETH ONTO ME.

The Fellowship

Sunday, June 17, 2007

For you, a thousand times over.

You were a perfectly encapsulated morsel of a good past,
a brushstroke of color on the gray, barren canvas that our lives had become.

For you, a thousand times over.

Thank you, Khaled Hosseini for giving words to the expressionless. If i ever get to unburden via a monologue, those would be my first and last lines respectively.

8 comments:

Anu Russell said...

read that novel & loved it!!!

second_wind said...

i love those words....

Perspective Inc said...

I loved that novel...thought it was even better than the Kite runner...

Seashells said...

@ anu russell
it really is that good :)

@ second_wind
me 2.

@ perspective inc
Which one are you talking about ? a thousand splendid suns ????

lemontree said...

coincidentally i read and love him too!

my complements to you for recoginising the genius in that particular phrase- its beautiful

ps: currently reading a thousand splendid suns

Seashells said...

@ lemontree
Thank you. Would appreciate your feedback on "thousand splendid suns"...

FlyingHigh said...

I am planning to read 'A Thousand splendid suns'. Hope it doesn't disappoint.

-Shradha

Seashells said...

@ flyinghigh
I doub't it'd disappoint.