Reading
ignites my mind, it makes me want to write, but right now writing is making me inoperative.
I have thought of it a lot, always trying to give it a shape in my mind, always
thinking of appealing titles & catchy lines. But suddenly ocean of thoughts
& ideas have turned into waste like trash in dust been, little &
worthless like self-esteem in today's generation.
I wonder if
this is how they start, If YES the bang on I am on the right track if NOT then I will try to improve myself during course
of writing.
They say to
bring yourself out of the pool of mediocrity you have to start, continue &
work hard till you master the art but at the same time, they judge us on your incompetence at the subject. The weight
is always heavier on the other side, it's just never balanced.
The start makes you uncomfortable, show you the mirror & sometimes even make you fall. It lets you meet your inner fear, cross your reluctance & touch your vulnerable self. To garner skills that you wish to pursue you ought to let it out & start.
Right now, my mind is constantly oscillating between a beginner’s inexperience & the fear of being judged where a steady state appears to be a mirage, competence being the desire & happiness is the virtue I am chasing. So where will this chase take me, straight to my goals or further from my desires? Let’s see!
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