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Fiction... Or reality?


"It always feels good to get stuck in the fictional world, as the real world is kind of shitty these days".
 
Losing myself within the pages of Harry Potter, Percy Jackson or The Lord of the Rings ,has been quite a hobby,it is where I can find a new way to look to life. 
I have always wondered if there would be a train, that would carry us to distant far away land, away from all our problems or having a magical friend who has solutions to every problem, right under it's sleeve.

No matter how old we are, no matter how mature we are, we always have a small part of that innocent kid lurking underneath, ready to poke it's nose in every business.. and it is this part that is always curious, questioning us " Why, how and  where" till we are satisfied.



Fiction can show you different worlds, it can take you to a different place which you are not aware of.Once when you are back you will not feel contented by the world surrounding you. And discontent is really a good thing, it allows new modifications to be made to the world where we are in. 

Just look around your room,or the place where you are at present, you will find the walls, the things , everything that makes your surrounding a perfect habitat were all imagined by someone at some point. 
Someone might have sat on he ground and imagined the chair, that the is on now. The things that this room has or anything that makes up the streets exists because people have imagined things, they daydreamed, they pondered on and on and on it till it became a reality. They made things that didn't work previously and was laughed on, when they described it to people.Thus fiction after all can be said to be the root of all modernizations. 

So after a long boring day it's always right to get lost within your own imaginary fictionary world. You will not be judged or scrutinized. and if so what's the big deal, you can always say:" Yes, I am a fantasy freak! ".

 



     

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