Why do I write?

Why do I write?
This is a sort of an 'About Me' page, but instead of telling you where I studied, and where I am from etc etc I will 'try' to tell you why I write. I say 'try' because it is not easy.. Its like asking,'Why do we eat?' or 'Why do we breathe?'.. On second thoughts, it IS quite easy.. I write to live. Like the eating and the breathing. This is me trying to find my voice in the cacophony of noises. 

Some people find it discomforting- the blank page staring back at them with the cursor blinking, waiting for them to kick start it into a journey of words strewn together to form sentences. Sentences which empty out for all to see, a Pandora's box of emotions and feelings, of confusions and confidence. Not me..What some see as a daunting task I see as an opportunity.. This is the only place in the world where I do not feel uncomfortable in opening the lid of my head and letting my mind flow free. It might have something to do with the fact that some of you don't know me, haven't seen my face, I feel almost protected by this gap.. Like sitting in a confession box and pouring the heart out to the wooden curtain. No face to judge, no face to show pity.


I write to rid myself of negative emotions, for what I have found over the years is that when I type out exactly what is in my heart and then look at it on the screen, I rid myself of the bitter feelings. I begin to see it as it is.. In words. And it enables me to weigh it out. To see if its really genuine or just my mind playing tricks on me.

Most of the time, though, I write of optimism, of being true to oneself, of believing in love and humanity. I am a romantic, you see. I believe in the healing powers of family and relationships, of good faith and friendship, of fate and destiny.. And I believe in reaching out to those in need.. Not just tangible needs, but needs of the soul.. I relish the happiness I feel when I bring a smile on someone's face. I relish the feeling when I see the pride in the eyes of a loved one when I do a good job. And so I write, to try and bring more smiles and more pride.. 

I write to convince myself that there are good things out there, that the best is yet to come. And I try, in this journey of convincing myself, to bring along hitch-hikers who have lost their way. So we can all believe together that The Best IS yet to come.

This is why I write.. 
:)

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