I WRITE

"I know I'm not supposed to be thinking about her, and I know this seems anti-new creation, but it's just some fleeting thought that goes in a moment, I presume. The sheer realization that I did better than her in our final examinations, leading her with a slight distinction, gives me a strange kind of joy. It is as though that is some sort of retribution for the months of seeming hurts, denial of self and fruitless endeavours are knowing her mind. I feel much better seeing that the factor which seemed to pose the divide between us: her academic brilliance in contrast with my inconspicuous dullness had been removed. Seeing that I did better than her gives me a lot of peace. I feel better knowing that I am actually better than her. Isn't that strange?"

While that may not be entirely fictional, it is not entirely true either. It is just a little fragment of my mind I have managed to capture on these pages. My mind, like an open field, is swarmed over and over again with ideas, situations and solutions. There are so many things I should think about and so many other things I think about. One moment, I am off in a random fantastical world of my making. The next, I am in a real life situation with real choices and decisions to make. One moment, I am confused about which of the numerous paths others before me have set I should go. The next, I am bustling with ideas on how to create my own path. Hence, all these thoughts come at me, rummaging through my mind, threatening to wreak unfathomable havoc on my psychology.
So I write. Pen in hand, book on desk, I counter my adversaries and subdue my foes. I put down the problem, the possible solutions and ultimately, I figure out the solution. Many people tackle situations violently and lose a lot when they could just have written something down. The pen indeed is mightier than the sword. A problem shared, they say is half-solved but a problem shared on paper is just as good as solved.
So write. When you are sad, write. When you are happy, write. Are you depressed? Write. Confused or stranded? Write. Do you know where to go? Write. Do you not know where to go? Still write. Readers may be leaders but no one leads better than a reader who is also writing.

- Anonymous.
27/09/2017.

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