Such question is familiar with most of the writers who aspires to become one. We humans only tend to look deep into the things only when we need that thing desperately in our lives. Such curiosity being expressed by we writers are urging us to think 'Why we write?' Numerous writers had answered this question either because they wanted to find out the answer or because other writers had tried to find an answer for it. I don't know which category I belongs to. Let this post be an attempt to find out answers for both the questions.
So 'Why I write?' whether because it is giving me happiness? No, many things are giving me happiness, but I can say writing gives me immense happiness when compared to others. That's cannot be only reason why I write. Then why do I need to stumble upon this thing? Does it give me satisfaction? That's not the answer. If I start writing to satisfy myself, I may get convinced that what level I am currently possesing is enough for me. A person who have passion towards life aren't supposed to satify themselves at any stage on their way to achieve dreams. That doesn't comply my obsession towards writing. So what does this writing thing have to do with me? Am I expecting to earn name and fame? It's one of the biggest questions which I can answer in single word-'NO'. I like name and fame, I mean who doesn't like getting praised for soemthing which they are good at? But I don't find Writing as a passage for obtaining that. Fame isn't the ultimate destination for one's dreams. I like to get praised for my writing ,but I am not writing only because I like appraisal- there is a difference. Why the hell am I sticking to writing then? May be beacause I am jobless and have lots of time to sit and strain my ears and fingers so that I can pass my time? Or may be I don't have any other useful commitments like others have which leads me to write so that I can pretend to have some serious commitment? Hell no. If I want to boast myself as being a serious, ambitious person I don't necessarily need to write anything let alone blabber to everyone that I am obsessed with writing. I neither write for I have lots of leisure time, because I know 'leisure-time' had lost it's meaing a long ago in my life. That isn't the reason.
Many claims that they like to write because they needed to drop down their pain and feel relieved. Yes I accept, it makes us feel like it is relieving our pains in one or other way. But believe me, it only fairly increase our small wounds as bigger ones which again urges us to write more and more and more hoping that one day we will become free like others forgetting our past. Moreover it make that thing stay in our hearts forever by writing it. Writing can only help us get used to the pains in lives.
So what pulls me to type hard so as to publish this post within tonight? What makes me stay still with patience until I get a topic to pen down? What urges me to scribble something when I see a paper and pen together? Why am I feeling this overwhelming desire to pour down my views once I see something that many have not even noticed? Why do I feel proud for capturing that moment? What is the reason for my unbearable craziness towards writing? What makes me think of 1000 things,write 100 things, do 10 things, say 1 thing and be like nothing? Why am I so so engrossed in this little world of unseen wonders for which I am the only king?
I am experiencing the small glimpse of the actual answer for all the above questions. Whatever I guessed are all part of the answer. But the actual reason is that, it keeps me alive mentally. It makes feel like I am one such organism this world that had got its gift of writing down what is happening around. It gives me courage to tell others what is inside my heart which most of the people doesn't possess. It refines and defines my identity in this world. It helps me reveal the unknown truths about myself. I write becaue I am nothing but a species that wants to write.
I write becaue I am a writer.
Many claims that they like to write because they needed to drop down their pain and feel relieved. Yes I accept, it makes us feel like it is relieving our pains in one or other way. But believe me, it only fairly increase our small wounds as bigger ones which again urges us to write more and more and more hoping that one day we will become free like others forgetting our past. Moreover it make that thing stay in our hearts forever by writing it. Writing can only help us get used to the pains in lives.
So what pulls me to type hard so as to publish this post within tonight? What makes me stay still with patience until I get a topic to pen down? What urges me to scribble something when I see a paper and pen together? Why am I feeling this overwhelming desire to pour down my views once I see something that many have not even noticed? Why do I feel proud for capturing that moment? What is the reason for my unbearable craziness towards writing? What makes me think of 1000 things,write 100 things, do 10 things, say 1 thing and be like nothing? Why am I so so engrossed in this little world of unseen wonders for which I am the only king?
I am experiencing the small glimpse of the actual answer for all the above questions. Whatever I guessed are all part of the answer. But the actual reason is that, it keeps me alive mentally. It makes feel like I am one such organism this world that had got its gift of writing down what is happening around. It gives me courage to tell others what is inside my heart which most of the people doesn't possess. It refines and defines my identity in this world. It helps me reveal the unknown truths about myself. I write becaue I am nothing but a species that wants to write.
I write becaue I am a writer.
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