Nov 24, 2009

My favorite hell



"In the beginning there was a river. The river became a road and the road branched out to the whole world. And because the road was once a river it was always hungry."

Hungry desolate ghosts walked on it night and day...they had little memories of the the period of abundance. They just remebered their hungers and kept weeping and crying for want of things. Their hungers and broken dreams were the only real things in their lives. No one could have blamed them for their small crying selves.

Then their were the tall giants who walked on that road.

Ben Okri- The Famished Road

2 comments:

Madhuri said...

Im curious.. what did the giants do? Remember the times or break the roads? Beautiful

Madhuri said...

Im curious.. what did the giants do? Remember the times or break the roads? Beautiful