Thursday, January 10, 2008

A Page From A Stranger's Moleskine



Its a storytellers' spiralling staircase. A spiralled muse where a plot lies just a twist away. The rust that adds mirth of an old wives' tale, the yellow some of its joie de vivre. The plant yearning to bloom, its shade kept aside for another storyteller's toil.

3 comments:

Renovatio said...

But whatever has that storyteller got at the top of the staircase?

Ekta said...

hey yes...same q..what lies at the end of the staircase?

Perspective Inc said...

That remains untold, a plot for another story perhaps!