There is more to my writings than my life…

Whenever I am down to my diary or laptop or anything on which I can scribble, I have only one thing on my mind, to write something, which can touch any soul in a way, which he can relate to. Sometimes, whatever I write is related to real life experiences, but many a times, what I write, does not mean that I am expressing my feelings. Sometimes, some writings also can be by a writer’s pen to make the other one understand a point which is hard and painful to understand in real life. That is why a writer pens down a story, so that people should read and learn from the mistakes of the characters in the story.

But many a times, it is seen that a person in the writer’s life or his known begin to judge him through his writings. I personally feel that I should be known by my writings, but this does not mean that if I make a point in my writing, to make the other one understand, I have to stick to it the whole life.

The reason being, humans are dynamic and complex. Everyone’s life is different. Every one’s problem is different. Everyone’s story is different. So it is essential for a person, who wants to express concern to come down at the level of the individual to explain him, his point.

This is the work of a writer, to look at people, to listen and to understand their view point and help them come to a solution with the help of his writing. That is why a writer always is in the need of inspiration. And he gets his inspiration from, people, their stories, and their lives.

To express is his passion, and to impress is his religion. It is his duty to make the world a better place and to make every human worthy of what he deserves. This he does through his motivational punches which might light up someone’s life.

For this he might have to write some things which might not be the state of his mind but the mind of the reader he wants to influence.

To live for yourself is a small virtue,

To build a niche in this world is a great one!!

Live not to strive but to be remembered, long after you are gone,

And I as a writer will be alive in the hearts of the ones whom I have touched, I know……..

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Life... the eternal journey

Either Run!! Walk, if cant run… Crawl, if cant walk… Because stopping at a point will never give direction.. But moving would surely lead to solutions….. Life is constantly moving. It gives new experiences each single day. It is never the same. It is never constant. Life is a process and we are meant to perform the process in synchronization of its speed else we would be left behind somewhere. There is no point of stopping midway in life thinking of the past experiences as we have very less time in our hands to take the right decision that can turn our future bright. If we keep on hooked to the moments that are gone, we ourselves are freeing lesser space for more to come in future. Human brain is vast but it has the tendency to think over a particular issue at a time. If we keep on feeding it with redundant and obsolete data, surely it would decrease our efficiency as a person to work upon our development and success. Never stop, yes it is alright to halt for a momen

Gore haathon me mehandi ka rang hai gehra.... Laage hai ab pyar karne waalon ka aane wala hai waqt sunahara... Ek ek pal ab lagne laga hai thehara thehera.... Ab to bas saanson par hai ek bas yaar ke naam ka pehra... Aa jaye bas ab wo pal jab milein pyar karne waale do dil.... Waqt ko bhagao jaldi kaho yar ko ab jaldi se aa mil Aane ko hi ab hai raat milan ki... Khatam hone ko hi hain ab ghadiyaan sabar ki... Aayega jab yaar tab aayegi suhaani bahaar Milega aakhirkaar tootkar chaha hua wo pyar Jeewan mein fir ek naya savera hoga Khushiyon ka subah shaam fir zindagi mein basera hoga... -Anmol

Think before you act, your act affects others, do consider this fact…

“This is my life!! Do not try to interfere”…. Pallav shouted hard at Meera, hard enough to shake the very soul of her. She had always been the most affectionate and caring personality in Pallav’s life right from his childhood. She had been a friend, companion, a support system and his soul mate. She had seen worse times of his life and made sure he never broke off during the darkened phases of life. She had cared for him as a mother, listened to his apprehensions like a sister, supported him as a wife, and stood by her through the test of time. Their relationship was the one where the weight to push forward the relationship and future were only on the delicate shoulders of Meera. Every single night she would cry hard thinking about her destiny that her future held. It was not that she was unhappy about her relationship. But, she too deserved care; she yearned for love; she wanted affection from the one whom she considers her life. She had always been a pillar that supported

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