A lot of people had, in earlier years, urged me to write. And trust me writing has always been one of the strongest creative urges that I have had. It is like an emotion that rises into a crescendo as each word comes catapulting from some inner source at that inspired moment. For a long time, I had not written anything – apart from the occasional fb posts and some other stuff that has remained in my laptop since their inception. I had always put it down to a lack of time, ( I still do ) , though I really don’t do anything more than any other person I know.
A brief stint at home while recuperating from an illness at the beginning of 2017 gave me some time to myself. It was a blessing I guess as it gave me a little time to silence the ever active mind. There was a gradual paradigm shift in my way of looking at things. That is when it hit me. Very often, we allow inconsequential things to constantly invade the inner recesses of our mind which actually is a sacred space only for ourselves. And that, I guess is why I had never written much – my mind was too crowded and I could never slice out a thought and put it into coherent words.
Sometimes when I look back at the stuff I used to express, I feel things have changed – thoughts, feelings, emotions, perspectives, even events. Things are constantly changing and I have had the greatest realization – that life is like a huge Christmas gift which keeps unwrapping itself. There may be things in that package, that I like and a few that I may not like and one needs the equanimity to embrace both.
And maybe, one day the big story that I write will be just about that. ( Often, I feel like O. Henry’s Behrman 😃) . Meanwhile, I keep writing things that are stored away in my phone, laptop, various writing platforms, anthologies and now on my website. May whatever I write touch some lives in some way or the other.
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