I write what I feel. I write what I dream. My thoughts can’t make you happy, but can tell you who am I !
Life will be an allien if it is a thoughtless, wordless process. Life comes to a halt when there are no words to share, words, which are coming from brain and going straight to heart.
Once there was a small kid of age 4 who most of the time kept on scribbling something or the other on paper. He used to do it on daily basis. He wrote many pages in few months and neatly kept those pages in a file. One day his mother thought that I should also see what my intelligent kid is writing on paper. She went to his room secretly, as he might object to her intrusion. She opened the file and saw the papers in front of him. She was shocked and at the same time amused to see no words. He was just moving pen in different directions and thus making beautiful designs out of it. It seemed some arabic or any other language for that matter. They were beautiful words with out meaning. Mother smiled and understood that her son is nourishing his brain by scribbling these meaningless words. As he is too young to write story or fiction or poems he is just putting pen and paper together. While doing so he was satisfying himself that he can also write and when time will come he shall definitely be a writer of his kind. She was indeed supportive and at the same time proud of her son.
The turning point here is taking initiative, no matter how small it is. Once you start riding a bicycle there is no looking back, you can never ever forget to do so. To take a First step is the mantra, if one won’t take first step how will he complete his journey. Keep on trying and do something that satisfy you, there is a soul inside which needs YOU.Please don’t ignore it! Do your bits and pieces and cherish that you are alive.
So keep writing and sharing