Saturday, September 17, 2016

Struggle of Writing



Sometimes you really want to write something, but you don’t know what to write about.

Write about love? The most written thing on planet earth. No. It’s over rated, its judgmental, its private, it’s just you and me. May be on a different day. Then? What next? Political issues? Its not my cup of coffee. Social Causes? Most of them are misread and misinterpreted at many levels. What do I write about then? Friendship? Hmm, not something from my bucket list right now.

Then what? Then let’s write about the "Struggle of Writing". Let’s write about now. This moment. These lines. Let’s write about the fact that you want to write something but you don’t know how to begin, how to end or how the flow should be in-between. 

Writing can be a bridge we make between the mind and the finger tips, if the bridge is well done the write up is interesting to read. But if it’s not well done then it crashes with its good intention to pieces hard to gather.
  
So what to do. Let’s first start with one sentence. Just ONE SENTENCE. This is the sentence I want to write. Slow down my mind. Slow down a bit more. Pause a bit. Take a deep breath and literally watch your inhale and exhale. Hold on, pause, again take a deep breath. Do you feel a bit different now? 

A writer can always read her mind. Her mind is just like the newly wed daughter in law who is a child at heart, who walks and jumps in the verandah that stretches across the rooms of her in laws palatial house again she can be quite as the cat to walk down to her husbands arms very softly, slowly yet confidently. Let’s ask the writer not to have multiple thoughts in her mind. Request her to stop making the mental grocery list, stop thinking what to wear for the evening party, stop worrying about the promotion her boss is never going to give her, STOP STOP and STOP. 

Just start to write now.  Now her mind has a headwaters from where the stream of words start flowing. Now they start taking their own turns, make their own path and start flowing. They now start making sense and they now make their own river and you a writer.