🙂 saying from the perspective of the story-teller…My niece keeps asking me to tell her stories, and I literally dont know what I am going to speak before I speak….I weave stories out of thin air based on things around me and keep her riveted…Now if suddenly it happened that these stories turn alive for her, she’d sure be living in a chaotic world! where hats talk and run, and kathakali mementoes hanging on the walls come out at night and dance, and monkeys ask for biscuits in normal language and chappatis are sad about not having a face.