This post was written in June 2011 for 'Write Tribe prompt, Why do I write'.. In these three years lot of water has flown in the Ganges. I have upgraded this post and reproducing it here today. I hope it will find favour with my readers.
I remember a quotation ,"“No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.”
― Robert Frost
Why do I write, why do I write, Why do I write is the question which has been haunting me for the last two days. I tried to analyse. I write because I love to write. Right from childhood I was encouraged by my parents and teachers to write. One of the reasons may be that I had a very good handwriting. Very often I was asked by the teachers to write on the blackboard. This became a sort of second habit with me. I remember writing stories, poems and articles for School and College magazines. I was also addicted to reading novels and stories from Hindi as well as English literature. It was my fascination and obsession for English Literature which provoked me to opt for English as my subject in M.A. That was the year 1957. Very few girls used to go for higher studies. After my post graduation, I took up a job as an English Teacher. As a Teacher my craze for reading and writing got a fillip. After working as a teacher for six years, I got promotions as Principal, Education Officer, Deputy Director of Education and finally Additional Director of Education. I used to write immaculate and flawless notes in the files.
Now came my retirement in 1993. I got several health problems, which crippled me. Today I am on Wheel Chair. It was destiny, that from a very active life ,I was unable to walk even one step.!! Even though physically I was impaired and disabled, my brain remained active and assiduous. My son got me a computer and hardly after an hour of instructing"do this ,do that" he left me to my fate. I read a few books on Computer learning. Whosoever came to our house, I started with my queries. Even my grand daughters would give me inputs (whatever they learnt in school). I started writing in 'Word" some vague stories and poems. One day my son suggested, "Mom, why don't you write your autobiography?"The idea got into my head. I started writing. I wrote more than 60,000 words in three months. My right hand fingers were numb. I could not type on the keypad. I used a ball pen and with the tip of the pen went on tip, tip, tip. Even for this write up my ball pen is substituting my fingers. Needless to say that my children got my autobiography printed. They organised a a function to release my book. Secretary (Edu.) of Delhi Govt released my book in the year 2011.
Again the perennial question arose in my mind. What do I write? My grand daughter initiated a Blog for me. She named it 'eccentricgrandmum.blogspot.com' She gave me my ball pen and said,, "Dadi, now you can endlessly pursue your writing". I was a bit hesitant . She inspired me and said that I could write anything This is what blogging is all about. A cousin brother of mine,Mr.B.K. Chowla ,who writes for many blogging sites, encouraged me to register myself in one of the sites. I did. The rest is History. I write ,write and write. My computer is my constant companion . My Husband, who himself is a prolific writer encourages me in my endeavor. And comments? If I get comments I am no doubt happy, but if there are no comments ,I tell my self "I did not deserve it" . So I write . My blogging journey goes on and on.
This was about three years. There is no bloggers' block to worry me. I write whatever comes to my mind. I have written 558 blogs so far and I have 78136 page views. I love writing Haiku. The interest in writing this form of poem developed, when Mr. Leo was managing Haiku Heights. During these three years I got an opportunity to read the posts of veterans in the field of blogging. I got full support and encouragement from my family. My pen moves on. There is no looking back. I will keep writing till I have the blessings of the Muse with me.
Written for Write Tribe Pro Bloggers week 6 Day 56
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