The psychiatrist Victor Frankl posited that the main search of mankind is not happiness or pleasure but meaning. “Life is never made unbearable by circumstances, but only by lack of meaning and purpose,” he wrote in Man’s Search for Meaning.
Over the course of the life, you will embrace a number of different hobbies: cricket, video games, badminton, and art, just to name a few. But none of them will change your life or will bring you as much satisfaction as writing. In almost too many ways to count, it will change you and the way you live your life. You dont want to be a writer, what you really want to be is writing.
Let me tell you something about myself. I am a dreamer. Being a child of working parents, I came up an idea of sharing all my secrets with a piece of paper. But unlike everyone I don’t write a diary. I love to hide my emotions between the lines using simple poetry. When I sit down to write something, I do not say to myself, ‘I am going to produce a work of art.’ I write it because there is some lie that I want to expose, some fact to which I want to draw attention, and my initial concern is to get a hearing. If it sounds like writing, I rewrite it. I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I’m afraid of. This is how I do it: I sit down at the keyboard and I put one word after another until it’s done. It’s that easy, and that hard…
Write to find meaning for yourself and to help others find meaning. In fact, this has always been the main task for me. Every story matters to the person living it, and I believe it’s my job to tell the universal stories, the stories that reveal the story of every person I’ve ever come across. Write because your mind drifts to daydreams of stories. The characters and plots become ‘real’ in your mind and you start to feel actual emotions from imagining them. You will love to get those stories and characters out of your brain, and onto the piece of paper. And it’s such a pleasure to go back and revisit them later, to re-live it all over again!
Write to bring meaning to the world. Write to be fully alive. Writing draws you into the moment. You see the blades of grass, hear the miniscule chirp of the morning cricket, and watch the shade travel from one edge of the yard to the other, seemingly for the first time. Writing helps you make art out of everyday, ordinary moments. Write not just to change the world, but to create a new world. Write not only because you have something to say but also you’ve always wanted to. Write because you’ve a secret fire burning inside of you and the only way that you can fan the flames is by sharing your thoughts with someone else. Write because if you don’t tell that story, the one that’s been slowly burning inside of you for the past year, the one that sits like a lump in your throat that never goes away or plays incessantly in the back of your head like a bad song with a good hook, will never be told if you don’t tell it. Write for yourself, for another someone else, or maybe everyone else. Write because it fills the emptiness in your heart and your soul though you know nothing will ever fill that emptiness, and you want to find a way to connect with someone. Write because your tenth grade English teacher told you that you had the potential.
I write because I believe some words are born to live on page, some for brief moment on the tongue, some to clutter minds and some to be carried around in hearts. And I hide behind the pages of someone else’s broken thoughts because their words are much more graceful than my own. And feeling beautifully broken, makes heart ache a lost form of art I can’t wait to explore. I write because even though my imagery might be cliched and my metaphors weak and my reasoning best described as childish and unsound, I still have a noted talent fur cussing and it’s a scientifically-proven fact that a well-placed f-bomb can make or break a paragraph.
A little piece of advice- Everyone has a novel inside them, write anything and everything, if writing is what you want to do. Don’t listen to people who want to peddle some kind of elite idea of what it means to write; don’t buy into the idea that you can only refer to yourself as a writer. Write.. Just write… In fact, I’ll even go so far as to say please write, because I promise you that there’s someone out there who’s dying to hear what you have to say, someone whose life might be changed by whatever sentiment you’re about to commit to paper or screen, because you are the only person who has lived your particular life, and this has shaped your thoughts in such a way that you are the only one on this planet capable of expressing a thought in your own particular way. Write because no other person who came before you or who will come after you will ever, ever be able to do it in quite the same way that you can.