It’s like always
when I sit with pen and paper, thoughts are many but only few take shape of
words. Sometimes writing about feelings helps when life has taken turns and
changed dimensions. It emphasizes the obvious that time extricates events of your
life and what you respond to them makes you the ultimate you.
To give explanations to certain things that happened in
my life has always remained bit difficult for me. I just know events took their
course and they just happened.The demise of my beloved granny and hard times in
family are some of those events that occurred in my life recently (I have
survived that and things are a lot better now). And you know it’s always your
battle. You are all alone sorting it out for yourself. It is you who goes
through a particular turn of events and people can only ‘try to’understand you.
They never experience what you go through so how do you expect them to ‘understand’.
Cribbing and looking crest fallen is worsening enough. You need to figure what
to and who you are at that particular measure of time.
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Turn of events and pages . . |
The time has changed me or I have changed myself with
time it’s tough to say about this dilemma especially when I am hunting self
amid all the circumstances. But I do find a lot about myself.
Penning down your ideas, dreams and thoughts is like
having an exchange of pleasantries with your innermost self. It’s always
fulfilling and enriching. It’s one of the things that connect me to sheer
happiness. I love to see my journal’s pages inked with words of my heart. I
love going through them sometimes in leisure, it always provides me with the
sense of self-discovery. I get a fresh view towards life.
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Hopes, spontaneity and my journal. . |
Introspection via pen always brings out simultaneous
thoughts on paper and spontaneous me!!!!!! What do you do when you feel like
you need to vent?? I would love to know. Share with me in comments.