- Author’s note: Many thanks to pratham for editing the article, image and supplying me with the necessary expressions.
Ummmm…. Can’t really describe how much it sucks not being able to write. For guys really living & breathing to write; this situation is a……………well, a nightmare?……..(See, even the vocabulary disappears & words fear to sprout out). Even I wrote my last but one post; (The Wanderer), I have been kinda hard pressed for words. Did write one new post later, but to admit something unflattering, my heart wasn’t really in it (See that’s one heavy burden on my chest)…Result??… Unfortunately, a post that sucked big time.
Now, the thing is I’m not the only one facing this sort of situation. Many of the writers at TWH have admitted to this anomaly that creeps up suddenly. Let’s explain this properly.
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See, X is a blogger. He likes to write about certain things & his observations. One fine (??) day, he has a brainwave while he is doing a headstand. What does he do??.. he picks up a pen, the garishly colored loose pamphlet that came along with the newspaper & starts writing. He has got the rhythm, he is really getting in the groove…………… & then…he pauses all of a sudden.
What was that witty, sarcastic line he had thought of??.. he just could not remember.. Suddenly he decides to read the last paragraph & prays to Paulo Coelho that he will remember it……..
Well, Paulo Coelho is a busy man & does not answer the prayers of X. Needless to say, our guy loses his confidence & puts the cap back on pen & folds the paper neatly & places it in his diary, hoping to complete his article some other day…..Untill then, his hands shiver for not having completed the article; not just that he simply utters weird words in dreams & as well like day dreaming…..being addicted to words; he is just become hypnotized to play with words…& when words seem to wipe out suddenly; it’s the worst of the scenes; aspiring & striving to reframe that one single sentence,for the sake of relief & contentment.
A day later, he again pulls out the same page & reads what he has written, to find that link which will connect him to the document in his hands. To his horror, he finds the article sub-par & tries to rewrite it.
After a lot of efforts, & torn pages & faded enthusiasm, he shelves it. Our guy might be a dumbass, but there’s no quit in him. What does he do next??… He valiantly takes up a pen & paper again & tries to write something new…….. (Eager to know what happens next ??) So , he posts a status on FB; hoping for that divine intervention. (Paulo Coelho is still busy) Many humans help (or try to help) and he tries everything humanly possible; reading books, trying to write again, eating boiled veggies, making candles out of earwax, trying to save Nokia from a buyout, etc, etc….. But all in vain.As a last attempt for the sake of counting , the guy pulls out the diary & vomits whatever he feels into the pages; & later crawls down his hands on the keyboard to compile the article. Still don’t know when he will recover or not……..He is still there, struggling & striving……High & Dry.