A Book Holds Many Secrets.

“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Star

For the very first time, I see the beauty of John Green's books. I never really understood what made people love them. I never cared much for the plot itself. It's just that, in almost every book of his that I have read, I've found this one quote or this one thought, that one of the characters has, that resonates with my core. It makes me believe that I'm not alone.

The feeling when you read exactly what you've been thinking in a book, written by someone you've never met, that captures, what you feel or at one point have felt so strongly about, so perfectly. As if, you yourself might have, someday, sat down with him, and explained to him, why you feel that way.

But today, I understand the beauty of his books. They aren't perfect. Most of the times, they are heartbreaking. But isn't that what we, humans, are?

We aren't perfect. A lot of times in life, we don't get our happy endings, but despite it all, we forge on.

When our heart gets broken, we try to mend it, piece by piece, inch by inch,  in the hope, that one day, we may forget, that it was ever broken.