People take on a variety of roles and responsibilities in their lifetime. Some become academicians, some businessmen, others consultants, teachers, and technocrats. But it is storytellers who have intrigued me the most. Storytellers constitute a special breed of people. What begins as just an idea in their head, is poured on to endless pages of paper to form a vivid picture, a piece of the author’s heart — a story. Every single time that story is read and re-read, a new facet comes alive.
I was introduced to the world of stories by my mother. With each bite of aaloo parantha , she also fed me a staple diet of the Book of Classic Fairy Tales . Bedtime would be incomplete without tales from the Panchatantra . Such short tales, and such precious lessons. Good grades in school made me eligible to a month’s supply of Archie comics.
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As I moved from primary school to the secondary wing, so did my love for the titles of the St. Clare’s series to those of the Malory Towers series. I gained and lost many friends during the tumultuous teens, but Enid Blyton remained my constant companion.
In my 20s, I read
Since then, I’ve ‘known’ many a writer. Reading someone’s work is almost like knowing them at a personal level. A reader establishes a strange, yet wonderful, connection with the author. With every word, one hears a voice. With every sound, one paints a picture. How powerful is a storyteller! He engages, binds, and transports one to a different world.
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Jonathan Gottschall put it beautifully: “We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.”
Storytelling is a little bit of magic. Only instead of waving a magic wand, you weave a story — an inspiring, gripping, enchanting story, woven with words straight from the heart.
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