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Sometimes I wonder about my writing. I keep on and on because I think things begin to make sense to me. And yet, I have miles to go before I can ever think of calling myself an accomplished writer. Why? Because my writing is still a work in progress.

When I think of my reasons to write, the first thought is that of an impulse, a force that wants to bring about small changes in the way we view things, even if the change were to be a minute one. To me, it means I achieved something. Someone has rightly said of writing, “At times, it feels like riding a roller coaster; other times, it’s like riding a donkey.” Personally speaking, writing pushes me to grow and discover more about myself. I couldn’t live any other way.

When I hear from my readers that my note/post has earned their appreciation, it validates my inner thoughts and fuels me to go on. But, even if it doesn’t grab someone’s attention, I would still continue to write, because, at the end of the day, I write for myself. Sharing a few good reasons that compels me to write:

My writing is my own road map – it shows me the way forward.

It lets me tell my stories and share my beliefs with the world at large.

When I write, I belong in the here and the now

Writing helps me discover myself, my innermost world of thoughts that often lies trapped under the layers of duties, daily chores and responsibilities that sum up my day.

I write to connect with myself.

Writing is a way of clarifying my thoughts, reflections and beliefs to myself first and then, to the world.

Writing to me is about finding meaning and then sharing it with the world.

I write to be fully alive and free, to find contentment because I’ve always wanted to do so for a very long time, not knowing why.

Writing helps us make art out of everyday, ordinary moments.

I write because it allows me to create something through words and then, at the press of a button, gives me that indefinable joy of sharing it with others across the world.

We all go through experiences that teach us some difficult life lessons. I write because it pushes me beyond the barriers of everyday existence into a world of possibilities. The path may not always be smooth and predictable, but there are new horizons to explore always, which add to more adventure in life, away from the staid and the ordinary.

Writing makes one view life with a multi-coloured lens to be able to present the myriad hues of the human condition to the reader. Each moment of anticipation is full of excitement about what could happen in the next.

As I said earlier, my writing is still a work in progress. It is not about the destination, but all about the journey!

 (Linking this with #Monday Musings on Everyday Gyaan)