Its olways nice to write. I left the habit somewhere in the midst of all the not-so-productive things.
But, as they say
" Subah ka bhula agar shaam ko ghar laut aye to use bhula nahi kehte"
( You're not lost if you find your way back home by evening)
Thanks to some very amazing people and the conducive environment the company bench provides. I have all the time and all the inspiration in the world.
I don't have any specific things to write about as of yet. Still, I will share the joys of writing with you.
I started off writing as an accident...LOL. Yes, that's true. I was in the sixth standard. My house-mistress told me she had put on my name for a Creative Writing Contest in the story writing section. I was just so surprised at the "suicidal" act. Maybe, she saw a knack in me for writing. I got a bigger shock in the contest itself when I was told that I was sitting there for a Poem writing contest.
I recalled all the poems I knew and the only thing I could gather about poems was that they had a rhyme scheme.I took out my palette o'words and wrote a nice song on trees and nature. Song because you could actually sing it. To my utter surprise, I was awarded the third price for my MASTERPIECE. I had actually forgotten about the contest because I genuinely had no expectations. Thanks to the wonderful lady for making me realize the power I had in my hands.
Writing has become my soother, my stirrer, my escape, my friend. I have something to turn to when nothing seems right, when I want to say something, when I want someone to listen, somewhere I am not judged. I can be weak, crib, exaggerate or anything that I am. Also, I realized I had power which can move mountains and hearts all equally. After - all,
"The Pen is Mightier than the Sword" - Edward Bulwer-Lytton
P.S. I wish I could find that Masterpiece but i know it ain't possible. :(
But, as they say
" Subah ka bhula agar shaam ko ghar laut aye to use bhula nahi kehte"
( You're not lost if you find your way back home by evening)
Thanks to some very amazing people and the conducive environment the company bench provides. I have all the time and all the inspiration in the world.
I don't have any specific things to write about as of yet. Still, I will share the joys of writing with you.
I started off writing as an accident...LOL. Yes, that's true. I was in the sixth standard. My house-mistress told me she had put on my name for a Creative Writing Contest in the story writing section. I was just so surprised at the "suicidal" act. Maybe, she saw a knack in me for writing. I got a bigger shock in the contest itself when I was told that I was sitting there for a Poem writing contest.
I recalled all the poems I knew and the only thing I could gather about poems was that they had a rhyme scheme.I took out my palette o'words and wrote a nice song on trees and nature. Song because you could actually sing it. To my utter surprise, I was awarded the third price for my MASTERPIECE. I had actually forgotten about the contest because I genuinely had no expectations. Thanks to the wonderful lady for making me realize the power I had in my hands.
Writing has become my soother, my stirrer, my escape, my friend. I have something to turn to when nothing seems right, when I want to say something, when I want someone to listen, somewhere I am not judged. I can be weak, crib, exaggerate or anything that I am. Also, I realized I had power which can move mountains and hearts all equally. After - all,
"The Pen is Mightier than the Sword" - Edward Bulwer-Lytton
P.S. I wish I could find that Masterpiece but i know it ain't possible. :(
