The pictures say it all … in todays times, there is no substitute for
a picture. Pictures depict everything. The entire world keeps record of
what is done where and when. What is worn, what is spoken, what is not
spoken. At times what is not spoken is published as spoken. There is
constant accountability to the mode of dress. The clothing, the shoes,
the expression, that bag on your shoulder, or that ‘clutch’ glimmering
in the hands of beautiful ladies. Motives too are decided by those that
write about them…
So and so was seen at such and such place. She was seen coming out of cinema, alone, with companion. He was caught surreptitiously exiting from her place. Why ? And for what reason ? All dedicatedly explained, deciphered and manufactured in the factory of story telling ! Two ladies wearing the same heels ! Gentleman adorning similar suits, ladies just adorning !! No reason or effort to find out what the correct reason could be .. no sir .. the correct reason makes dull reading … better to build it up in the confines of the office of the writer … story telling requires the peace and quiet of individual solitary confinement … away from the reality … away from fact …
Its a marvellous world to live and work in. I have great admiration for those that day after day, night after night, contemplate what must go out the next day whereby the numbers could increase .. a tough proposition and an even tougher job to execute …
Wishing and waiting for the story … it turns out better .. !!
My love …
So and so was seen at such and such place. She was seen coming out of cinema, alone, with companion. He was caught surreptitiously exiting from her place. Why ? And for what reason ? All dedicatedly explained, deciphered and manufactured in the factory of story telling ! Two ladies wearing the same heels ! Gentleman adorning similar suits, ladies just adorning !! No reason or effort to find out what the correct reason could be .. no sir .. the correct reason makes dull reading … better to build it up in the confines of the office of the writer … story telling requires the peace and quiet of individual solitary confinement … away from the reality … away from fact …
Its a marvellous world to live and work in. I have great admiration for those that day after day, night after night, contemplate what must go out the next day whereby the numbers could increase .. a tough proposition and an even tougher job to execute …
Wishing and waiting for the story … it turns out better .. !!
My love …
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