Another evening, my mind is constantly reminded to focus on writing. These days, I am lacking words. Trying hard to write, to write about anything. Don’t know where I lost my passion to pen down my ideas or for my writing. I neither stopped looking at the freshly pressed blogs nor following my favourite bloggers. A few really inspire me to blog but by the time I arrange to sit down with pen and a fresh book or a blank text pad file on my laptop, interest to write just flies away. I don’t feel motivated. May be I am being hard on myself, trying for something perfect.
Today it was very cloudy in the evening and couldn’t step outside as it seemed it may rain anytime. Of course, in a few minutes it started pouring. The raindrops hitting on my windowpane beckoned me to listen to them.
I looked down from my window and noticed rain drops that came shooting on to my windowpane as though crying to hear them fell uncertain and were absorbed into the ground. Like every moment in life that passes by sinks in our mind like memory.
I felt, like the clouds up above, I have to release my words too. I want them come as they wish not anything perfect and want them to take plunge into my blogs. May be like a few drops in an ocean.
Definitely I am scared that I am running out of time. Say, I could read only 5 books this year, if I am the same in the coming years I may just read around 200 books in my lifetime. Oh My God, that’s alarming as I want to read MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY books..
Thanks for the DP Challenge, the topic inspired me very much. Now no more looking back, as I want to release many blogs, as many as raindrops on a rainy day. 🙂