Dipika Bala – Google

A man who wrote a story of one hundred years ahead of time and it can be understood only when the future predictions became memories of past,the secret that survive under the dust of passing time can be unrevealed only at the peak of destruction of the city of mirrors..... The book that tells each specific details of life that left unnoticed and sometimes so obvious that when we look back at them they seems to laugh at the blindness of human race. The wideness of human existence and how far it can strech it's arms to reach what their fate destined them to do. A book that tells a story of the words that not feels like they belong to the same world. A tale of human psychology that can see the unseen and hears the sound of silence..even the corps in the grave pass their judgement and fear..A tale that should be read by the people who felt that spider net inside their heart that never fades away or can be destroyed ..the web made by the thread of curiosity, wonder..see beyond the world. A tale should be read by generation after genaration...

The incredible view of possibilities of happening based on our choices we make while taking breath...Each moments of our life destined by our specific choices. We may think that small things don't play a big part in our lives but later we realize that only the smaller even the tiny ones are responsible for the life we are having right now... And the assumption of a better life if we choose a different option is just a mare assumption only... How our life turns out , is it good or bad it seems always different side of the table but it's not.. whatever life's we are leading now will never gets any better or worse if we make a different choice... We just think like that to blame something for the current happening.. this movie makes us question once again about our existence..We all have this que when we were little but later we thought it's stupid to think like that again but no... This kind of universe exists , somewhere , someplace maybe we are living that life or maybe now the life we are living is the very life... Or who knows everything is just an bright illusion that keeps us entertained to lead this life to the very end... if there is one..