(If anyone’s reading this…)
Let me begin by stating the obvious… This is my first post. I joined WordPress a couple of months ago to read and follow one of my friend’s blog. His username is Jovial glutton. Needless to say his articles were beautiful and really inspired me to write some of my own. Of course, I didn’t act upon it immediately. You see, I have never been the ‘early bird catches the worm’ type. But I do believe in ‘better late than never’ so here I am, finally writing well… something!
Enough small talk. I’d better get to business huh?
All about writing
(Note: I’m really lame when it comes to titles. So they are always painfully obvious. Just bear with me.)
My love for writing (And by writing, I mean creative writing and not the mundane answers to some goddamned theory paper…..) extends as back as my memory allows me to. From cute childish poems in the 2nd and 3rd grade (Cute= Adored by parents and elders, but making no real sense) to short stories in the 5th grade (They are called ‘fanfictions’ BTW) and finally to a novel which I have written and rewritten several times in the past 8 years each time ending up more and more unsatisfied with my work. Because, you see, I always ‘ matured’ a bit by the time I had written a few chapters, and then when I re-read…. “Aww.. this is so childish”. Puberty. Should I say anything else?
But, there is always that one fine day. The day when the Archimedes inside us shouts ‘Eureka!’
(BTW, according to current norms, that guy should be imprisoned for a few years at least. Public nudity for crying out loud! Sorry Archimedes fans!)
The day when the lighting strikes or in Newton’s case the apple falls.
(I wonder what would have happened if a coconut had fallen on his head. Guess we’ll never know!)
…..I can think of many more metaphors, but I just realised I’ve gone wayyy too off-topic.
The day was some months after watching my favourite (and first) Sitcom – FRIENDS
All of a sudden my dying hobby rejuvenated. For that show made me fall in love with it, with its fanfictions and finally the desire of writing one. As I slowly inched through my first story, I realised there could be more vividity and diversity in my writings.
(Just saying, alright? You guys need not be all ‘Oh look, he thinks too much of himself!’)
I’ve written a couple more after that and do intend to write more in near future. I’m attaching a few links below if you guys are interested.
(Read only if you are FRIENDS fans. Its serious stuff) 😉
Now, here I am finally having arrived to a decision of writing those random things that come to my mind. You can call it my ramblings or whatever but for God’s sake don’t call it a ‘Diary’. It’ll be an insult to my ‘manliness’.
In short, I hope that eventually I’ll get the ‘bigger picture’ or whatever blah it takes to someday write something I’ve always dreamed of. A long looooong story. Or may be not. May be it’ll just stay with me. I mean, I’m a little too much of an optimist to say something like ‘I’ll take it to the grave’.
Enough about just ‘me’. Now that I’ve held the spotlight on my own self for long enough, I want to generalise it. Here are some of my thoughts on writing….
(Damn it! I still made it about myself. Well, Whatever.)
There is something about writing which I love, but can’t exactly place a finger upon. Although, I did try, mind you.
Unlike your thoughts which usually become blurred and dissociated with time, writing stays with you. Unless they are too significant, that is. For me, strangely I tend to remember all the embarrassing events I’ve ever been through.
Another distinguishing feature of writing is that there are several ways to utilise a certain written article. You can edit/delete it. Burn it if it’s a hard copy. Can’t burn your brain to destroy your own thoughts, can you? Technically, you can…. But don’t try! You can read it only to yourself (taking it to the grave thingy) or share it with people both known and unknown. (Like me. But for all I know, this might still end up dying with me!)
Writing is not just a way of expressing yourself to other people, it’s also a way to express one’s own thoughts to oneself, clearing your mind. Mine is always a mess. Like the Room of Requirement where everyone hides everything.
(Harry Potter fans will get this. Others… please read/see the link, won’t you?)
It also leads to you feeling better about yourself. That is, when it’s done and you feel as though a certain burden has been lifted off your chest. In that sense, writing is liberating.
I often like to think of writing as a virtual ‘camera’. Which generates a rather blurry and splotchy image of your thoughts. The success of a real author lies in how much a reader can decipher the image.
And if you are lucky, they might decipher it just enough to understand what you were actually thinking when you wrote it down.
I think that’s enough for today. Class dismissed. Chop-chop!
(Yet again read HP)
If you have patiently read this whole thing, then I’m very grateful indeed. Do drop by any positive/negative comment you can think of.
Till next time.
(Knowing me, it might take anywhere between a few hours to infinity)