I was rummaging for the various blogs was envied with their perfect orientation, which made me believe for a while that I stand nowhere. Then I looked back to my past all blogs and the time I had while writing and I thought "I don't just blog, I shatters my tears in form of my writing, which makes me a better person, every time". There is always a scope of improvement. I know I am not that consistent in writing, as I easily get evaded with so many thoughts running simultaneously, and abruptly my vision gets bleak with the blink of blackout of new boredom or merely a pity excuse of refinement, which shutters my brain vein.
Knowing the strength is a big beginning of achievement. As you can see I am quite good at rhyming and rapping a similar letter word called "alliteration" which I just googled because I didn't knew the term but since my childhood I have been playing with words in such way. It was just my past time then, didn't knew that it will incline me towards writing poems in form of expressing my self. The more unsociable I become more I wrote and it made me feel good. Then something taunted me. My improper usage of grammar, tense or words. I checked and still it was a big fumble. I was nervous as hell to share my writing works with class of intellectuals or at least a person who can rectify my work. Then I kept my works with myself, albeit I am still doing only difference now is to hide my silly sentiments and also people will read inside me which will make me uncomfortable.
I have all respect for upcoming writers, bloggers. I have learn and got inspired from you all. You are the budding vegetative roots which bring hope. I have all respect for you my school friend Kumar Pratik whom I didn't met much in school as he was in Sanskrit section (a class of intelligent-intellectuals). I read your blogs really get flabbergasted with your usage of satire, humour. Seriously how you do that. It keeps me moving and thus I choose the path of knowledge and wisdom.
The flow of writing comes with your pure candid thoughts. It should come sans external and internal thrust, and thorough trust. Seriously! now I being more naughty with words. Oh! this last one was bound to be, no choice.
Got lost to all freshness of vocabulary, scope is infinite. Got to learn new every time, ought to imbibe in my soul. The real life starts now.
Knowing the strength is a big beginning of achievement. As you can see I am quite good at rhyming and rapping a similar letter word called "alliteration" which I just googled because I didn't knew the term but since my childhood I have been playing with words in such way. It was just my past time then, didn't knew that it will incline me towards writing poems in form of expressing my self. The more unsociable I become more I wrote and it made me feel good. Then something taunted me. My improper usage of grammar, tense or words. I checked and still it was a big fumble. I was nervous as hell to share my writing works with class of intellectuals or at least a person who can rectify my work. Then I kept my works with myself, albeit I am still doing only difference now is to hide my silly sentiments and also people will read inside me which will make me uncomfortable.
I have all respect for upcoming writers, bloggers. I have learn and got inspired from you all. You are the budding vegetative roots which bring hope. I have all respect for you my school friend Kumar Pratik whom I didn't met much in school as he was in Sanskrit section (a class of intelligent-intellectuals). I read your blogs really get flabbergasted with your usage of satire, humour. Seriously how you do that. It keeps me moving and thus I choose the path of knowledge and wisdom.
The flow of writing comes with your pure candid thoughts. It should come sans external and internal thrust, and thorough trust. Seriously! now I being more naughty with words. Oh! this last one was bound to be, no choice.
Got lost to all freshness of vocabulary, scope is infinite. Got to learn new every time, ought to imbibe in my soul. The real life starts now.
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