Two answers were ever ready whenever I was asked my hobby as a child- reading and writing. Reading and writing. Well, I do believe that this was the answer for most of us.
But these grew up with me to be more than just hobbies. These two became processes of self realization and self nurturing. For the purpose of sticking to the topic, I will in the following paragraphs will tell how writing expanded it’s horizon in my life from being just a hobby to an inevitable activity/ process through which I wish to be defined, well, some day.
If my memory is not wrong, I started writing when I was 8 or 9. We were given creative writing book from school and were encouraged to write in it. Well, that in no time became the favourite and most interesting part of school life. I used to write almost every evening and take the book to my English teachers to get it read by them. The activity was done with utmost enthusiasm, and it gave me immense joy. And I decided not to deprive myself of such a pleasure ever in my life.
That was the first taste of passion in my life.
I continued writing in my own small ways for years that followed. I wrote down in my notebooks and dairies. My words remained within those pages except for a few I sent for school magazines and the ones I shared with my parents and best friend. I preferred it that way. Themes of my poems were a lot personal. Each one was based on some personal experience mixed with a little of my own imagination to it. Till today I do that, except that I share some selected on my personal blog. But I really hope that, one day, I will write something that I wish to share with the whole world.
Well, why I write. Analysing my a decade and half into writing, I strongly believe that it is the process that helped me the most for self introspection. Mostly my themes are centred around Love, nature, personal experiences and lessons I learn from nature and life. It wasn’t a conscious decision to stick to these themes- these are the ones that come with the flow. These are what my heart whispers to my hands to scribble down. Everything personal with a little contribution of my imagination.
Why I write?! Writing helps me understand my thoughts better which otherwise wanders around in my head like crazy. It is the medium that life has chosen to help me understand the meaning of life itself. It is the activity that makes me feel my worth instilling a lot of satisfaction and inspiration to do more. Seeing a complete work makes me Love myself a little more. When I think about the work that I one day wish to share with the world, I am filled with hope, hope that days ahead have a purpose to accomplish. So, when I write, I am filled with a peace that has a spiritual feel. I feel everything I go through in my life, especially the undesirable moments justified, because they all cumulatively add up to my each writing experience.
Why I write? Writing instils in me a sense of myself and makes life a lot more desirable.
Now after writing on Why I write, I got to understand a little more about what writing means to me. Now there’s a lot more inspiration to do more Justice to the thing that makes life more lovable. See, this is why I write.