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A review by asqiti___
My Little Epiphanies by Aisha Chaudhary
5.0
This didn't even feel like a book. It was just a collection of thoughts. Not even a diary entry. Just your rough book or those last few pages in the back of your school notebooks.
I loved every bit of it.
Don't judge this as a book because it isn't. Book is just a physical thing, what I saw inside was everything and nothing.
It didn't even feel like reading a book, it was like being a part of her mind. Almost like being a part of my own mind. Something about her thoughts, makes me think about my own unstoppable twisted thoughts and it either struck a chord or broke a dam wall, I really don't know.
I cried, so much. I laughed, so much. Sometimes I just smiled, knowingly. Sometimes I frowned, disapprovingly.
But something about it rang bells and warmed me like a blanket.
To live through her moments of life, to honestly know what she thought about, made me realize how much I have been through and how much I haven't. Yet or not.
I don't even know how end this, how to write a book review of a not-book?
Or maybe just like that.
Like this.
I loved every bit of it.
Don't judge this as a book because it isn't. Book is just a physical thing, what I saw inside was everything and nothing.
It didn't even feel like reading a book, it was like being a part of her mind. Almost like being a part of my own mind. Something about her thoughts, makes me think about my own unstoppable twisted thoughts and it either struck a chord or broke a dam wall, I really don't know.
I cried, so much. I laughed, so much. Sometimes I just smiled, knowingly. Sometimes I frowned, disapprovingly.
But something about it rang bells and warmed me like a blanket.
To live through her moments of life, to honestly know what she thought about, made me realize how much I have been through and how much I haven't. Yet or not.
I don't even know how end this, how to write a book review of a not-book?
Or maybe just like that.
Like this.