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Have you ever heard of a Literature student dealing with guns and criminals? Probably only in Shakespearean art, but now we are in...
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|the naive rebel| ━━━━♛━━━━
i| over a cup of coffee ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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'and they live happily ever after.'
With that line, I close the paperback shut keeping it aside on my bed stand and lie back on my soft comfortable bed, snuggling into my favourite pillow.
The ceiling suddenly appears interesting, as it displays all my life's stills before me. One after the other, reminding me of the day's happenings.
An adult at mind, but I still believe in fantasies. In Fairy-tales, in happy endings. Every book I read, I always search for a beautiful and meaningful ending because no matter how sad or happy the ending is, it should have a meaning. That ties all the loose strings, in the end, making the story complete.
Growing up in a science-oriented family but choosing a stream in Humanities and then continuing to pursue Literature, wasn't a jovial decision for my family. But, I cherish it.
Being a black sheep in your family isn't an optimistic scenario but I have learnt to grow and evolve with it.
I have learnt to own up to my choices and yet I sometimes wish that my family had progressive thinking towards career streams. Not every child wants to become an Engineer or a Doctor, and that's still normal.
The fan over me rotates cooing me to sleep when there's a rasp knock at my door. My half-closed eyes, open up with a jolt, muttering a low but audible 'come in' I sit back, resting on my bed's headboard.
