The greatest wonder of any piece of good literature is how it can conjure an image of the characters portrayed and scenery described. The only aid is some decipherable words, but their juxtaposition plays such a magic that the reader is literally sucked into the aura created by it. Such is the power of literature, and has been since man knew how to pen thoughts to symbols.
My experience of literature till now has been that the
writing which is taut throughout, without giving any loose end, is the most
captivating one, for literature is nothing but hold on the readers. And biggest
thing is that this flair is very much specific to the content. A thriller can’t
be verbose, while poetry is what sans floridity. An official communiqué has to
be pithy, but a heart rendition needs to draw words from every ounce of the
environs. Thus, reading and writing both should be adept at handling different
styles of writing. Variety brings vividness which in turn brings completeness.
Now that my literary pursuit has garnered a renewed thrust,
I am trying to imbibe that veritable smorgasbord of literature. And to tell the truth, even at a start, I am swept
by its power to bewitch; what joy it will be when I am fully immersed in it!
