Not a book review…

A couple of days ago I received the posters that I had previously made. Probably during the beginning of the year? I pasted them on the wall of the flat that we were living in. Talk about vandalism? Anyway, we have left the flat and got my posters back. I am highly aware that this was the last time that I was making posters. I have been a fan of making my own posters or else it would lack individualism. There’s this entirely different fact that they make me feel welcome as soon as I look at them; as if I belong with them. But all that was before. Now, I am trying to escape out of my very own bubble. I can’t rely on posters anymore. It doesn’t have to be a physical object every time. I am sure I will find new ways to feel comfortable.

I want to keep the last ones as a remembrance of a different life. I might not have the physical copies always, hence this will serve the purpose. I took a lot of inspiration from others while creating them. Some entirely, some a little. Again, I don’t recall the original creators but if anyone stumbles upon this, let me know.

1. Somewhere only we know

This is from a song by Keane. I heard it some 6-7 years ago and it has been one of my favourites since then. I am sure most of the people are aware of the song’s existence but in case they aren’t, have a go at this- Somewhere only we know- Keane.

2. Holland, 1945


Again, a song. I came across this a year ago. What I love about this quote is that I read somewhere that it was inspired by Anne Frank. The song continues with but then they burnt her alive one evening in 1945. If you want to listen to it- Holland, 1945 – Neutral Milk Hotel. Initially I wanted to make a poster out of the album cover. It’s just so gorgeous! Also, if you wish to know more about the album art, this is something that you might like.

3. Death by a thousand cuts


It is no surprise that I am a fan of Taylor Swift’s lyrical content. This song is one of my favourites from her 7th album, Lover. Here’s an acoustic version of the song that I prefer more than the studio version. You know the feeling when you are dead tired of everything that you unconsciously chat with non living objects? Yeah, that. The sad lyric I look through the windows of this love even though we boarded them up from the song always unfailingly makes me feel remorseful every time.

4. Sylvia Plath

I have been a fan of Plath ever since I read Bell Jar. While the tragic and sad life is certainly a string that pulls me towards her, it is strangely comforting.
The first one is a poem by her, Mad girl’s love song and the second one is a quote from her book.




5. Dead poets society


I don’t think I need to explain this one. The quote is from Walt Whitman’s poem O Captain, My Captain which was used by the character of Robin Williams in the movie, Dead poets society. If you haven’t seen it yet, please do! It’s one of the movies that I would recommend to anyone who is in the least bit interested in art of any kind.

6. ???


I don’t remember why I made this one or where from I took inspiration for this. Perhaps I associated it with Robert Frost’s The woods are lovely, dark and deep but I have miles to go before I sleep. I think that’s probably it. When I was younger, my father once woke me up in the morning with this quote and ever since then it has stuck in my head. Even now, some days I find myself saying this out loud when I don’t want to get out of the bed but I have to.

7. Holden Caulfield

Now that’s a book character that sometimes I love to hate and other times I hate to love. From The catcher in the rye by J D Salinger, Holden is one hell of a character. I used to read this book a lot of times when I was younger. I have been saying this forever now but I really should give it another reading soon.



8. Metamorphosis


I absolutely love this poster. Also, isn’t the quote entirely different from the Frost one? This is from Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka. It reminds me that I need to read Samsa in love next by Haruki Murakami. From what I know, it the opposite of Metamorphosis. Thrilled!

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