Boom Clap

By a series of not so spectacular events, a friend and I found ourselves in Prague earlier this year. This post isn’t really about the beauty and splendor of Europe in the summer, but let me just mention that nothing compares to it. It’s romance is one I cannot even begin to describe – all I can say, is that it awakens a special kind of yearning deep down in your very being, a yearning for an understanding of all the secrets of the world and a yearning to see and experience all the beauty hidden away in every fold of space and time.

Amidst all the beauty and splendor and romance and whatnot, I was reading. To be honest, my summer reading list was rather haphazardly composed of books I had either found in my house or had previously downloaded onto my tablet. It included “The God Delusion” and “A Song of Ice and Fire: A Dance With Dragons”. Both of these books were fantastic in their own ways, but neither resonated with me on a personal level in the way that another book did. This book I borrowed from my friend after she had read it, also on our Euro vacation. This book was so marvelously simple and so marvelously real. I read it cover to cover in less than 24 hours, and that’s fast for someone who gets bored in mere moments.

I just now realised that all this happened months ago, so my revelation on how great this book is has been lived by many others by now and besides, many have even seen the movie adaptation, which I’m sad to say I still have to see.

The story is about a girl with cancer who falls in love with a boy with cancer. There’s joy and there’s sadness, love and hope and tears. I won’t spoil anything though. The book is called “A Fault in Our Stars” as is obvious from the title of this post – a song title of the first single off the OST. As a side note, also check out the song by Troye Sivan, that was inspired by this story.

The gist of what I wanted to state here, was that reading this story in such a magical place was almost beyond belief. This story, read in this setting, made life so much more than it was mere moments earlier. Silly, I know.

It goes to show, literature needs to stay important, even in an age where everything has to be truncated to 140 characters or less.


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