Why Do I Write — For You, Obviously
A closer look into my life, and the drive that pushes me to write in ample detail.
Writing is a doorway, that brigdes the gap between imagination and intuition — enlightenment awaits.
First and foremost, I am not a traditional writer. Sure the technical kind that writes software or used to — somewhat still does. When I was a kid, I used to suck at writing or so my peers say. Though I would write great essays, or I believed I did — I think.
This is perhaps said best by my teachers when they would read what I would write. They would say I have bad handwriting. I think I wrote pretty well. It wasn’t that bad, but some people never really appreciate anything.
So I used to write and draw schematics for simple DIY projects as a kid. I had a toolkit. I would use it to build impractical stuff that has no use for fun as I enjoyed it. Like a bottle rocket. A motor airplane. A legos robot and so much more.
I never really wrote much as a kid. Sure I had a diary, but I never really saw any need to write in that besides the funny stories and the gizmos I wanted to build and vice-versa. I am what you can call an imaginative kid. I imagined and daydreamed in my spare time — which was a lot.
I also engaged in nature, and pushed myself to play, and just have fun during my childhood. Sure back in my day, there were computers, but the mobile phone was still fairly new. I never paid it any mind. I was always an outgoing kid.
I would always stay outside and run in the wind. My main time early on as a kid, I always aspired to make memories, so that I have stories to tell others as well. I learned this from my grandfather.
He taught me a lesson that to tell great stories, you have to go out in the open and run free — live life, and when you think that you have lived it enough. Come back and write it down. Then you would have fantastic stories to tell and write about.
When you feel like you are experiencing writer's block, go out in the open and walk a mile. During that time, write everything down as it comes to your mind. The mental and physical exercise makes you healthy and refreshed something that I got inspired by from my grandfather whose wisdom speaks volumes. Go on, Try It!
So I did just that for more than 20 years. I walked, ran, jumped, fell, so many instances I experienced. I walked into life’s hardest of circles. And avoided many that were bad for me. I learned about life, it filled me with joy. Now more than two decades of hardship, I have perhaps stuff to write about for my entire life however much it is left. I have hundreds of thousands of stories, moments, experiences, and tales that can surprise anyone. It has built a lot of character, and resolve in me and has put me through sheer life-shattering stress as well.
But you learn to wing it — my motto among many others. Something I learned from watching Rocket Power and As Told by Ginger.
The basic answer to this pleasant question is I write to connect with my past self, it is the only plausible way that I can travel back in time and meet my past self and spend time in their company — something that is also known as reminiscing.
It gives me joy and can enlighten others as well as myself.
That’s what writing means to me, I am making it a need now as, over the years, the writing was perhaps the only way I would record a list of things that I would store away to write about. This pandemic came like a blessing and I was given relief. Somehow all of what has happened has changed me, and my life.
I think my solitude seems more peaceful sometimes, other times it is temporarily desolate.
To extinguish those moments of desolation, I write to spark hope in my solitude as well as to share words that can perhaps affect a few people or two at best — those that need someone to cast a spell to swoosh them out of their solitude and into the scintillating realm of joy, laughter and then some.
Thank you for reading.
Stay Blessed and Stay Safe!
With Love 💖
