Writing; my inner calling
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After completing #BlogchatterFoodFest 2024, I was
wondering what to write. Even though a lot of stuffs keep floating out of my
mind, guiding my fingers to touch the keys of the keyboard, to transport
thoughts from my mind to the white screen of my laptop, I face writer’s block
occasionally when the word file isn’t opened in my laptop. Luckily, I got an
invitation from my blogger friend Swarnali to participate in The
Write Path Blog Hop, to reflect on my writing journey.
I have been writing on this platform for the last 11 years
but have been writing since standard 5 when I composed my first poem. The
moment I thought about reflecting on my writing journey, I recalled having written
something on this journey through the article - “Why
I write?” on the first anniversary of my blog. I’ve written a lot after
that, not just on my blog but on various other platforms like Quora, Mirakee,
YourQuote, Story Mirror, Goodreads, and many other anthologies. A lot of things
have happened in the last 11 years, good and bad, but one thing that stayed
constant to witness all those changes in this blog. It's like a public version
of my diary.
I’ve always found writing therapeutic. Writing gives
me a sense of being heard or listened to.
If you want to befriend your conscience or inner self, you just must
write your heart out. For someone reticent like me, this skill is a lifesaver. It
has helped me to establish a connection to empathize with my feelings or to
cheer me up during bad times. I needed no one but only a piece of paper to calm
the chaos within me. Life gave me many opportunities to live and work abroad
after my marriage. Living in a foreign society seemed unsocial or depressing to
others, appeared intellectual bliss for me as I let myself immersed in various
writing assignments. I have spent months of darkness, gloomy weather, extreme
winter, challenging phases of the job hunt, and associated rejections in the
solace of reflection and gratitude that writing has introduced me to. Instead
of looking for companionship outside, I relied on my true calling and embraced
it. This realization of writing as my true friend, came to me during my college
days and writing has been doing its duty as a close friend ever since then.
Writing has proved a great way to declutter my mind, especially when many thoughts occupy my mind. Just like how you clean your room to remove unnecessary stuff, our minds need to be cleaned occasionally. Writing comes to my rescue at that point. I just leave my thoughts on a piece of paper which forms a part of my daily journal, without being judged. Yes, it's a privilege that writing has provided me. It has also assisted me to select the right choice out of myriads of options.
A lot of technical advancements have happened after
the advent of AI and Machine Learning. A lot of writing tools have come up that
assist writers with grammar, structure, tone, or ideas of writing. I haven’t
used these tools much because I always let my inner voice guide me to write. Every
other element like grammar, spelling, structure, etc. doesn’t appear as a hurdle
to me in my writing process but these are automatically taken care of. I neither
put a lot of energy nor planned to produce a write-up. I trust my instincts and
the outcome of the process.
I neither have a degree in literature nor ever pursued literature intensely as I am from an Engineering background but an urge to express myself through words ticked every checkpoint for letting my thoughts reach my readers. The purer the intentions, the greater will be the reach. Following your passion should not require any certification as validation. I feel that writing has been gifted to me by the almighty and I want to share its bliss with my readers. I get the rewards of my writing when my readers express that they can relate to it.
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Swati
Sarangi
25.06.2024
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