Saturday, 25 June 2016

Writers Block, Caffeine Addiction, Rejection Letters - Here I Come!

This weather is suddenly somehow motivating me to have a desk full of empty coffee cups, laptop screen and sticky notes for my novel plot.

"I'll write it this year." - Me every year since 2013.

This unfinished story I started way back in 2013, pricks me to complete it. There are times, I feel, "Wow, my idea was original, then it turns out that it's been done a million times before!" This is the biggest distraction and de-motivator.

There are friends who end up asking me what happened to their stories that they told me to include in my book. And I be like - "Yeah, I'm writing!" whereas, I was not.

There are going to be rejections and I do not even know if I shall see it in print one day, but what you begin, you should end gracefully. I HAVE TO make time for this unfinished project. I have to carry this on, without worrying if I will be a published author or no. Yes, it is a dream to hold your book in hand, that's what shall keep me going!

Writers block, caffeine addiction, rejection letters - here I come!

Meanwhile, I have wonderful mails, snapshots and inbox messages - from some lovely people who read me to keep me going! I know who to send my drafts to read. ;)

You only learn to be a better writer, by actually writing.

You fall in love with the characters you etch, but you have to kill them, put them through endless miserable trouble. Flawed characters sell. It is a constant battle between wanting the best for my characters and wanting them to die horrific, gruesome, painful deaths.

A book is a proof that humans are capable of weaving magic. Words create worlds.

Writer's block for me, is an excuse for poor plotting and laziness. I zone out in the middle of the day, and the cold, unfeeling keys stare at me, mocking me.

It is going to be war; not reaching the minimum word count, you always thought writing would be fun, and now you're in love with a bunch of people who don't exist and you have imaginary conversations with them!

I am in awe of people who manage to tie the entire story together in the last five pages. I totally suck at it.

Let's begin this journey of sucking at writing, improving and moving ahead. Need to build a strong writing routine, need best wishes :D

Nano Fiction 42 : The Graveyard

"Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.”  ~Rumi

The death of a person we love is the most devastating experience in life. We’re never ready for that and we will never be.

Suddenly, happy memories rush to your mind… Sadness invades the heart and you cry and cry.

If you’re going through this horrible experience, talk to someone. Don’t bottle up your feelings and pretend to be strong. It doesn’t work and at the end, you’ll just harm yourself.

If you’re dealing with the loss of someone you love, practice your stillness each day, become aware of your thoughts coming in and out. It is not easy. Allow yourself to be sad but more importantly, allow yourself to be happy. It is the gift you can give back to your loved one who is gone and to those still with you.

Thursday, 23 June 2016

Nano Fiction 41 : Differently Abled

People with disabilities tend to survive in a world that is largely made for the “able-bodied” and it is apparent that they still want to lead a life which is no more different than normal people. But the bad news is—society, at large, views the disabled as a pack of retards who lack the natural ability to understand, comprehend or think good for themselves.

What I came to know so far is that it is our common thought, or probably our nature, to fear or ridicule people who appear different from us. But an absent limb or any mental illness does not define their character or inner soul. They have the same rights as everybody else and want dignity and respect from every individual.

Now take it on yourself—think for a while…what if somebody passing by stares at you or kids point out fingers at you saying weird stuff to their companions and even calling you derogatory names? Ah! Such an annoying feeling, isn’t it? Never know the sentiments and emotions until you yourself walk in their shoes, eh? Well, the bottom line here is; please treat disabled people the way you want to get treated. They are also humans and have the same feelings and emotions like everyone else.

You don’t have to be snobbish when you meet them, stare at them endlessly or even look at them with a downward angle—it sounds so offensive! Of course, be there to help if they need any assistance but DON’T try to act like an overprotective hen. Be open-minded, patient and accept the differences.

You must already know that people with disabilities don’t want to be pitied or being differently behaved. They just want to live a normal life. No matter what difficulties they have, don’t show so much pity or feel sorry for them as it makes them feel inferior. Just ask for help, if you think they need any, and wait for their response. Don’t become over-responsive.

Besides all this, we come across so many courageous handicapped people who refuse to overburden themselves with their disability and go on to live a fulfilling life. I find it really commendable, as knowing your disability and overcoming it with so much courage and willpower isn’t a small deal. Today, they play sports and do almost everything like a normal person in spite of the fact that every now and then they have to face problems but they learn to beat the challenges and live a happier life.

Coming to an end, I hope that people will stop focusing much on the disability of the people; rather they will focus on their personalities. It is not a person’s fault if he/she is retarded. Disabilities are just a part of our lives, but making it an issue and calling someone “handicapped or special” is what makes him/her feel different. Our disabilities don’t define us, so who are we to judge or look down upon someone with ridicule?

Tuesday, 21 June 2016

The Dichotomy Of Life

The word dichotomy is defined in any dictionary as division into two mutually exclusive, opposed, or contradictory groups.

The good comes with the bad. The light comes through the dark. And many times, beauty comes with a thorn.

It doesn't make a difference, as long as we enjoy life. No one has yet uncovered the mystery of life, and perhaps no one will, but we know it's a beautifully intriguing mystery.

The point in here is that, when two things are contradictory, there is no point that people spend their energy and time to harmonize them since nature dictates and we cannot reverse the law of nature.

Monday, 20 June 2016

4 a.m. Thoughts

Maybe things don’t happen for a reason. Maybe we’re just grasping for ways to make sense of the chaos around us. Maybe we’re giving meaning to things that have no meaning. Maybe we’re clinging to hope so hard that we forget about reality. What if we’re wrong and nothing is meant to be? We’re just lost souls wandering endlessly, desperately seeking comfort from the notion that things will work out in the end no matter what. What if we’ve tricked ourselves into believing that everything will be okay in the end just so we don’t have to face the reality that maybe it won’t?

I feel everything. From the bath water that’s slightly too cold, to the pain in that old man’s eyes as he walks through the street and wonders how he came to be so alone. I think such small and intricate thoughts; untouched blades, so dangerously sharp. These thoughts cut the deepest and yet a part of me craves to swim in a river of red. I want to watch myself bleed in the comfort of knowing I’m not alone and nor are the hidden droplets of life that no one else has thought to look for.

Saturday, 18 June 2016

Love & Timing

“Timing is everything with relationships.” Rashida Jones

Timing. It is the timing, that often goes wrong.

Pyaar ka life mein, sahi time pe aana bahot important hai.

I totally believe in this. Because there are people who you fall for or who fall for you, but then all the love around us does not culminate into happy endings. Does it?

Many a times, they love you, but cannot commit; or even if they commit, they are other unresolved issues that surface.

Now, you might argue, that “If the love is true, it will battle all the issues and sail through to find a glorious path.”

But, no, this doesn't happen always, why? Because not all lovers have the strength to fight till the end. Many leave the fight and take an exit.

Finding true love is all about timing.

“It’s no good meeting the right person too soon or too late. If I’d lived in another time or place, my story might have had a very different ending.” Now, I could go on and give you the right-person-wrong-person-talk, but that’s all been said and done.

We all think of finding the right person, but we rarely really think about whether or not we’ve become the right person for someone else. This, therefore, becomes my basis for agreeing with the fact that Love is all a matter of timing.

Pure, honest love demands maturity– and maturity is an end result of time. That being said, you have to first become your “best you” for you to legitimately find the “right one”. Any other version of yourself will limit your capability of nourishing your relationship.

I mean: time and time again, we've all had to face that painful realization that if he or she really cared as much as we did, they would have moved hell and earth to make things happen. That is also the message of that whole market of books centered around "He's Just Not That Into You."

Timing can refer to what else is going on in your life, where you are emotionally, how mature you are to take the steps required in the nick of time, whether one of you is currently already in a relationship, effects of previous life choices that you can't get out of to focus on a relationship, and even whether you ever meet the person in the first place.

A lasting relationship is a concoction of romance, love and timing.

Ask me - Which case is worse: the wrong timing but right person, or the right timing but wrong person?

"I like you, but you caught me at a bad time."

The right person at the wrong time. Worst.

The right person at the wrong time can be devastating since you've found the right person, the one you really love and want, the best person for you, but the relationship can't or won't happen due to circumstances outside of your control at the time (such as logistics, your/their lack of maturity or ability to be in a relationship, the ability to recognize a good thing). 

Timing and love really do go hand in hand. Just think about it – how many times have you gone on dates and you really thought the chemistry was there, but then it doesn’t go anywhere because you learn that they (or you) are still healing from an ex, are in the midst of a crisis, or just aren’t ready to commit to one person? That gnawing thought in your head of “if only I’d met him or her a few months later” kicks in and can be incredibly annoying.

The truth is, however, that so many factors have to fall into place for a relationship to take off. No, life will never be perfect and there will never be that ideal time in which all aspects are meticulously aligned, but, more than anything, the most important factor is that you are at peace with yourself and where you are.

No one is perfect, nor can any of us ever expect to be, but it is learning to be at peace with the idea that what you bring to the table, messy flaws and all, will be enough for someone someday. It’s about trusting that you will be open enough to let someone in at the right time, and vice versa.

So yes, you could meet the perfect person, and if they’re going through a tough time, it might just not work out for that reason alone.

Wednesday, 15 June 2016

Random Musings!

Hello Everyone! Has been a while, I have not posted anything on the blog, but I did have a few ideas and stories that I posted as Nano Fictions or casual thoughts. I would like to share the images for you to read, here on the blog, in case you haven't!

And I will come up with a new blog post real soon. Keep smiling. Happy reading!
Love, Love!

Monday, 6 June 2016

Aaj Bhi Yaad Hai, Tere Naam Ki Tarah

Aaj bhi yaad hai, tere naam ki tarah,
Kya tujhe yaad aati hai meri,
Dekh kar chaand ki taraf?
Aey khuda, mere pyaar ko gehraai toh di,
Par umr lambi dena kyun bhool gaya?

Shukraguzaar toh hai hum, uss yaar ke,
Jisne waqt bitane humare sath, waqt toh nikala,
Warna kya reh jaata aaj yaad karne layak?

Duniya bhar ke ghamon se mehfooz the uski aankhon mein,
Beghar jaise ho gaye lagta hai ab.

Qayamat hai yeh tarq-e-arzoo bhi,
Warna na-ummedi aur thakaan itni na thi zindagi se kabhi.

Sang saathi sa hai wo, wo hai saaya,
Yu hi toh nahi hai pyaar beshumaar.
Koi toh baat hogi,
Aaj bhi yaad hai, naam tera, aayat ki tarah.

Kuch rishte lafzon se nahi toot te,
Pyaar ko kab angoothiyon aur kaagzon ka sahara laga?
Yeh dil ka rishta toh rooh se bandhta hai,
Jadoo harr kisi ke sath mehsoos nahi hota.

Jashn koi raas naa aaye,
Ladte hai roz,
Aur haath mein talvaar bhi nahi!
Yaadon se joojna aasaan bhi toh nahi,
Doobe hai iss kadar,
Kinaare pe aana hi bhool gaye ho maano.

Kyun rahe pyaar hamesha zyada,
Tere liye, kisi bhi aur jazbaat se?
Kaash kadam do chaar chal paate,
Phere tere mann ke..

Mere hisse aayi teri parchayiaan,
Kitne vaade poore karne baaki hai ab,
Iss pyar ko toh kayi zindagiyan lagengi fanah hone ko..

Lahu ke saath behte tere pyaar ko,
Karein kaise alag ragon se apni?
Yun toh insaan harr roz kuch khota hai,
Kisi ke sath se badhkar anmol cheez kya hai lekin?

Yaad unhe kiya jaata hai,
Jinhe bhool gaye ho,
Yun hi toh nahi,
Hichkiyaan aati hongi unhe saara saara din.

Karte hai baatein unse aasmaan ko dekh,
Shayad yahi pahuncha de mera pyaar uss tak,
Shayad yeh hawa hi selha de,
Uske baalon ko meri ungliyon ki taraf se,
Shayad yeh baarish hi bhiga de,
Mere bepanah pyaar se usse.

Saturday, 4 June 2016

Nano Fiction 40 : Endless Drought

Memories of you float by from 'Hi' to 'Goodbye',
Without you, life was boring and bland,
And then?! With you, it was technicolor,
And now, I don't recognize colors anymore.
There is no color and there’s no sound.
I cannot smell your fragrance.
I wonder why it can’t be found. 

My way is you and you’re not here.
I search the skies, the faraway oceans,
Hoping the gentle breeze will bring me -
A whisper of your voice,
A glimpse of your aura,
A quiver of your breath,
A ray of your love.

Can you possibly fathom how it feels -
To live without the unparalleled thing,
That you really, truly, genuinely want?
That makes your heart throb and sing?
Yearning, thriving, wanting just to see,
The only one who can end your endless, bliss less drought.

Do you realize how that feels?
To be abandoned, and hollow,
Knowing nothing but to brace yourself,
For the inevitable pain that soon follows.

For this terrible affliction, there is no cure.
The only hope is,
In the next life,
All the clocks will have to have the perfect timing.
Soul mates meet eventually, they say,
For they have the same hiding place.
                                                                                                   Love, Aayesha