A Writer's Story
They say I am a day dreamer. I am lost in my own world. I act as if I exist elsewhere. I dream more with my eyes opened wide than when they are closed. I step into worlds I haven't seen before. I contemplate upon possibilities which seem rare in a real world. I spend hours in a corner wondering how it would be if I was born in an age of Aztecs or Romans, defending my kingdom or born as a soldier in some forgotten land of Africa, or brought up as a commoner in another province of Magadh, living through the glory of a world where reality wasn't stressed upon. Oh what a bliss it is to imagine myself as someone I haven't met before.
They say I am a wanderer. I keep travelling to distant lands. Some times in reality too. I could connect alone with an unknown city full of strangers, to find myself, to cherish the unexplored(because I am a mere element in this vast universe and a lot remains to be found out), to gain experiences, or simply to witness what I haven't, to cross my limits. I could keep visiting places and still not be tired of waiting at a place. I could stop for some time to dance to the music of a random song or to admire a piece of art in a lost city and then move to a deserted forest, to hike up to the highest mountain there, or to a village someone hasn't heard about, just to witness a starry night standing on an abandoned field.
They say I am a hopeless romantic. I fall in love every second, I could be in love with people I once knew. I could love strangers I will never meet again, for the few moments of Eureka they seemed to offer. I could fall in love with a song to sing it over and over. I could be in love with a story I have read or watched, just to imagine myself doing the stuff I haven't got a chance to do in real life. I could fall in love with a place and visit it time and again, just to remember how it feels to celebrate my existence spread over an entire abode of people. I could fall in love with a feeling that makes me drown in itself till I exploit myself to every bit of it. I could fall in love with a snowflake, a raindrop, a starry sky, a gush or wind to see how it transforms me into a magical soul. I could fall in love with everything around me, including myself, even if it hurts some times, because I know how beautiful it is to experience extremes in every moment of life.
They say I am a seeker. I wish to reach unseen places, meet unknown people and listen to stories I have never heard before. I look for the little extraordinary in mundane life, because I wish to explore parts of myself I have never seen before. I know each day I am different. I could enter my heart and find unending horizons of someone I have never been with. I could step out once in a while and find new alleys down the roads I travel every day. I could do the same things and find how they are different. I could find questions, answers and corollaries that are exclusive to my thoughts and still be able to connect them with my scars, hopes and strengths, because I know I still have a lot to find out. I could seek answers from the silence of wilderness to the commotion of a crowd.
They say I am a magician. I know how to light up myself. But more than that I know how to light others even if my flames flutter in the storm. I could find an inspiration in the darkest clouds and spread them over the vicinity to transform them into drizzling ones. I could bring the warmth on a Winter night, sneaking through the chill of a snowy blanket. I could give the world a ray of hope even when it is dark around, because I know darkness was an illusion if I wanted to move and spread dreams and magic into realities. I could paint the deepest corners into beautiful horizons waiting to be ventured someday.
They say I am a warrior. I have fought numerous battles till now, They have made me who I am. I feel proud of my scars, the battles I lost and the turns I had to take. I could feel ecstatic looking back on each one of my conquests on this journey. I could stay at peace when I want to, sharpen my sword when it is necessary, or just sit back to see if I need to fight a battle. I could abandon a battle or gather my strength and enter the battlefield with a valour that is only mine. I could be a knight in shining armour to myself and light a lamp that makes me experience the best or the worst with courage and hope, both inside and outside. I could fall, fight and rise again because I know I never give up.
They say I am an insomniac. They say I am a writer!
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