For the love of it.

Words have always fascinated me, the world not so much. I have met people who do not like the fact that I read and write a lot, to the majority it does seems idiotic, I don’t believe the same, there’s nothing wrong with me and nothing wrong with the latter ones either, they just don’t possess the same eyes as I do, and are thus unable to discover the magic that unfolds each time when we turn a page of a book which waits our arrival.

“When I’m writing, I know I’m doing the thing I was born to do,” said Anne Saxton. I still must admit, that I do find myself perplexed by people who question me about a reason why do I read or write things that are beyond the limited syllabus my school offers. I have found myself failing to answer this question quite a few times now, as I myself do not hold a reason for it, I would never be able to answer this question truly as I know that there is nothing more than love that can make me do stuff with utter satisfaction involving the whole of my heart. I love writing, I love writing so much. The concept of freezing a moment in time and capturing the essence of that moment in words is insane.

Writing isn’t all about making money, getting famous, getting dated or making friends. In the end, it’s about enriching the lives of those who read my work, and enriching my own life as well. It’s about getting up, getting well, getting over but most importantly getting happy. Getting Happy.

When I write I hope to sweep someone else away with the way of my writing, I say this with great passion and hope as it’s something which happened to me once before.

“Writing is magic, as much as water of life as any other creative art. The water if free. So drink. Drink and be filled up,” these lines are one of the finest I’ve ever read about writing in a book written by Stephen king.

To me alchemy is the finest art, as alchemy is not just converting lead into gold, but converting the world into words, memoirs into words. I write as it fulfills me. I do it for the pure joy it gives me, and when I can do it for my joy I know that I can do it forever.

“Writing is not life, but I think that sometimes it can be a way back to life.”

-STEPHEN KING.

In the early days when I started writing, I waited for inspirations. Now if I waited till i felt like writing, I’d never write at all. I still possess my early written pieces, if you ever read them, you’ll laugh, they’re shit and I know it, yet I know that if I would have had quit I would have had never came to the place I am today. I’m convinced that fear is at the root of most bad writing.

When I look back upon my old works I find it amazing how I never left a single story unfinished, whatever the topic might be ,however bad might be. It reminds me of the courage I had to finish stuff, as every step I took was in the forward direction and not a single work of mine lead me backwards. It only taught me to learn from my mistakes and correct them later. A gradual process which lead to something I am proud of.

I now collect moments, for moments are much more precious than things. People change, things go wrong. Shit happens, but life goes on. A life which reminds me of my life’s purpose and also about the seeds of desire that I sowed. I know that I now need to plant those seeds, for they’ll grow in my garden.

Today I have found the path I need to tread and I’m not afraid. I now possess sufficient courage to make mistakes for disappointment, defeat and despair are the tools of God which he uses to guide us towards the righteous path.

Let it be known that I have courage, courage to bring down every obstacle in a life already planned. Let it be known that I fear nothing but fear and possess strength to withstand every hurdle which tries to break my will. My will has strength, power and honor but most importantly it has courage.

“The steps are short and steep and it’s hard to climb all the 100 staircases, but I’ve been given a life to fulfill my destiny and not to sit back, as the god himself believed in me once, and that was the reason why he gave me birth. At this perilous moment i have faith in my heart, which shouts,”God has brought us here, and he will surely bring us through it.” I stood up and walked another step, I had climbed the 99th step but had no strength left in me now, a destiny unfulfilled was right before my eyes, and at that very moment, god stood up with me and gave me strength. I stood up and ran to reach my destiny, I felt no pain, pain that made me weary, pain that made me faint for, nothing was impossible with God.”