because the Swiss know how to make chocolate...

The truly trivial and the nearly spectacular, chapter 3 - A comfortable couch, 'Catcher in the Rye' in hand and a Toblerone.
The Swiss know how to make chocolate. Period.
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When you do a lot of living inside your head, you might end up mouthing stuff like - "all emotion is overrated".
There is one though, that has not disappointed yet. Vindication.
Like I said earlier, sweet are the waters of vindication.
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"I don't like the last line of a book", announced Jack.
Jill stopped swinging her leg over the park bench and looked at him.
"Funny, I did not know you liked commas at the end of a story", said Jill.
"I wish for it to never end".
"But you have no say in that".
"I like to have sequels".
"But this story has to end".
"How do you like your stories?" asked Jack, stopping too.
"Oh, with a full-stop the size of a golf ball", answered Jill and got back to her swinging.
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Going through my older posts, I found one that talked about people and their environment variables. How the values differ from person to person and how one oughta feel humbled after taking a careful peek at others.
Today, I'd say :
Fret not, dear. Coz, when life sits down to judge you, it ain't gonna read someone else's preface.
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I am not much into revolutionary literature. But a line is a line.
There are lines... and then there are lines like these.
"Nenu saitham prapanchaagni ki samidhanu okkati aahuthi ichanu".
-Sri Sri
Simply in a league of its own.