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Friday, 21 December 2012

For the Joy of Writing

 "Why do you want to write?", asked a person to a little girl.

 The little girl could not come up with a clear answer. And there was a pause. The person who had asked the question answered, "Ok! I understand, it is because you want to be famous". The girl answered,"no I don't feel like I wish to be famous or admired". 

"This is only because I wish to write, I like to put words together see how sentences are made, how paragraphs are generated, this is it", she answered.

With his right hand on chin raised to an angle and his left hand tucking his waist,  startled he concluded, "so you like fiddling around with words".

"Yes, it is a kind of joy for me, it is more like playing, it is not a study thing. I enjoy it, my creativity oozes out, it is like building a sand apartment on the sea shore. You know, the joy of seeing it would last for minutes only. Till the time the rising tide is not in the scene on the shore. But you know, building it once will make your hands more skilled and the mind sharper for shaping sands in your next attempt in  house building on the shore", she explained.

Courtesy
"So, it is for the joy of writing that I write". The man was satisfied and said, "but once you have written something, you must have readers for the stuff you've written".

"Yes, but I am in practice stage, I am a novice. I will come on road when I feel I can drive confidently. A confused driver makes the driver approaching him/her from the other side indecisive. It could invite an accident, she smiled as she spoke.

"But you need to come on road, to check you can drive well. I mean will you learn driving for the sake of driving itself. It has to have a purpose. It must lead you somewhere. You understand what I say."

"Um hmm", said she.

"So you must start a blog", suggested the man.

And you know what this is why many girls start writing.

I read an article in The Hindu which quoted Jeffrey Archer to have said that people wanted a simple story  and he does not write sex or violence but he sells.

It is seen that generally people look for a title in which such things are dramatised. But it must be a challenge for a writer to write such things, as it can put the writer's image at stake. For the sake of selling, you can't let others question your morality. 

Whatever, everything is abstract.
If fiction is abstract, so are the sciences. It doesn't mean that science is not real and it does not exist. Science is eternal. 

Science like love, emotions, feeling, ideas, theories, studies, memories is hard to decry.

My opinion matters, at least for my blog. During my training as a journalist in the leading english national daily of  North India, I was told that I should not give my opinion on issues written for public but views should appear from among  the public in general, in the form of quotations. 

I was told that my job as a reporter was only to frame sentences and decide  people whose quotations mattered. 

Once, I was mocked down by my seniour. He said that I should write academic books instead of writing reports. Later I did realise, reporting was not my niche'.

This is my nest, constructed with twines, scrappy little things. It is cozy. It has warmth, feels good to me. It is so familiar and it smells like me. Love this blog. Hope you love it too.

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