Monday, 25 September 2017

An attempt to write

 



I often sit to write, with a playback song. To let out the words that I have been holding back for so long, the emotions that are better made to escape the prison of silence. Writing the first time on blogger was a challenge to me. As soon as I sat to write my heart out, suddenly I was at a loss of words, at a loss of expression. But soon enough, I realized that writing is all about experimenting, experimenting with words and emotions, empowering the words so that they represent an emotion and not just remain a bunch of alphabets. Writing is my way to let my soul feel free, to enter a euphoria of will, passion and love but my depressed me had me down. It struck me so hard that I couldn't mince simple emotions in warm words. Yes, depression had me for a long time or should I say, has me. This is when I muster all my strength to pen down all of this and here I come, with an attempt to write.

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