Story

Stories make up the world or the world makes up the stories, whichever way, stories are something that the world cannot live without. It is hard to understand many of them but it is always something that all love alike, stories are what a person grows with, dies with. There is a story in every being. Some never heed their stories; some dig in deeper each passing day. Some share their stories, some don’t. Some stories are loved, some aren’t. Some stories help one grow, some stories kill one’s growth. Story is omnipresent, entertaining, intense, powerful, unique yet universal. It takes skill to share a story that engages people. Story tellers are not always loved; their stories have to be entertaining, thought provoking and unique in their way. There is just a thread line gap between a bore and a loved story teller.

I love stories and I see stories everywhere, in every person and every animal. Of course I interpret their stories in my own way and sometimes the stories that I have brought up would have nothing to do with them. I shut it all in my head though because being a bore is not that welcoming. Some stories have the power in them to uplift my confidence, convince me the beauty of it. I share those and I care not if I was a bore, because those stories are worthy enough to be shared. It awes me to think of the innumerable stories that exist in the world. A story is born every moment with every passing breath of every life. All stories are connected, a constantly enlarging web that makes life possible in here.

Train I feel is a living thing that feeds on the stories of those innumerable lives that it carries with it at once. Yes, all modes of public transports carry many at once but I find trains a better patron of stories. Train is alive and real, knower of human emotions, of poverty, of relationships, of bridges and rivers, of slum and sewage. Train is an entity that lives on stories.

Emotions are what that gives story its life. No story is born without emotions. Emotions are the basic requirement for life, for stories. Emotions are complicated, hard to live with at times but impossible to live without. Respecting one’s emotions helps you see the story in them. All emotions are equally great, inevitable and invincible. You cannot beat your emotions, you have no choice but to endure them and live with them. Emotions take their time to move, they make you feel them every second of your life. No, they aren’t cruel, they are just uncontrollable.

Fiction is no lie; it is just a beautified, refined, bettered way of sharing emotions that are true. There is a certain level of truth in every fiction and that is the main reason why fictional stories affect people more than they ever realize. I am a person who is largely affected by the novels that I have read. I have even fallen deeply in love with a fictional character, yes; the lack of true ones might be a reason for that but that is a different story all together.

Story is a traveler and the one who heeds it becomes a traveler.