“Time decides our fate, our journey. And when time changes, everything changes. Everything. Sometimes for worse, sometimes for better. And sometimes, for the best.”
The book’s title speaks for itself. If anybody approaches me and questions me, what is your story? Will I be able to respond to that question? I doubt that I will ever be able to fully tell the story of my life up to this point. There are pages full of joy and sorrow, perhaps more heartbreaking chapters than happy ones. But I now understand that I have the power to write my own story, and that no matter the course that my life takes, I will always hold the pen in my own hands and be able to decide what to include in it. There may frequently be days when I lack the desire to continue moving forward in life. But being aware of the fact I have not finished writing my story yet, will be the sole reason to look forward to another day and live life with the choices I make.
Everyone has a story to tell. Everyone is a writer; some are written in the books, and some are confined to hearts.
I tried to apply this idea to someone I had just met when I started reading this book. I questioned my friend, “What is your story?” Although he initially resisted telling me his story because he felt it was uninteresting, I persisted as I always did in pushing him to do so. I was really into his story by the time he finally agreed, and I started listening. I became aware of how much I enjoy listening to people talk and sharing their personal experiences. I might be able to pursue it as a career one day. The title, however, is quite appropriate for both the book and every individual, which is the main point here. Everyone has a story, no matter how short or long, happy or sad, or just plain. A story that is worthy of living.
Everyone has a story. It might or might not be a love story. It could be a story of dreams, friendship, hope, survival or even death. And every story is worth telling. But more than that, it’s worth living.
Every book we read will have a personal connection to it. A sentence from this book that particularly struck me was, “The worst thing a man could do was to make a woman fall in love with him and have no intention of loving her back.” I know how hurtful it is when the love we express is not reciprocated because I have experienced it. However, everyone will come across their special someone at the right moment in their lives.
Love hard and forgive mistakes.
Not only other peoples’ mistakes, but your own as well.
Even though I’ve read this book twice, I only vaguely recall parts of it. But going through the entire book again brought back memories of why I decided to pick Savi Sharma’s works to begin reading again. It’s because I enjoy reading, writing, and listening to the experiences of those around me. Perhaps I’m also attempting to write my own story while living through the experiences of those around me. I will undoubtedly write a book about myself someday, if not for the world to read, then at least for myself to cherish as a reminder that I am more than the chapters in my story.
People need stories. Stories of love, hope, survival, wisdom and sometimes pain. Maybe you don’t tell them the full truth; maybe you tell them lies. But what is this world? A lie in itself.
Unitl I finish reading another book, live life 🙂
And one final piece for those who enjoy reading poetry:
“Not the people but the mind,
Not the storm but the silence,
Not the answer but the question,
Not the result but the reason, I am scared of!
Not the real but the dream,
Not the moment but the memory,
Not the lie but the truth,
Not the death but the life, I am scared of!
Not the end but the start,
Not the strangers but the known,
Not the hate but the love,
Not the world but the me, I am scared of!! “
With Gratitude,
Teja Sree Goli
