Srinagar, Sept. 17 -- Tousif Raza

IntroductionIt is a fact that emotion, in reality, passes through the corridors of imagination before taking shape in words. It is that mysterious force which lends a tongue to silent lips, becomes the voice of the voiceless, and transforms unspoken feelings into song. Emotion is like the rain that quenches the thirst of deserts, breathing freshness into parched hearts. It perfumes the throat with melody, keeps old wounds tender, and turns the mere fact of existence into both an awakening of consciousness and a delicate awareness of being.These states of being often emerge after one has read hundreds of books. Books grant us knowledge, expand our vision, and widen the horizons of thought. Yet, at times, ...