“IMAGINATION” by Archan Nair

 
What are you doing?
Are you writing again?
Scribbling away in that little notebook of yours?
What are you writing?
Can you even see? The sun is about to set… you will go blind.
How fast that pen scuttles across the page!
And what are these characters?
What language is this? Stuff from the other country of yours?
And what are you always writing about?
Give your mind a rest, youngling.
You’re going to go mad.
There was a man who was reading all day, one man from my village.
Soon he went crazy.
The letters drove him insane.
So you take care.
And what are you writing?

“Angreek87″