Learning to write
All my life, I have been wanting to be a writer. All I managed to write was long notes on files and short letters in my official capacity. Apart from a few pieces of bad poetry, a couple of satisfactory - to me that is - essays and three short stories, which even I do not want to read again, I have had a dismal output. Like a dear friend put it, my muse has been speaking to me in Chinese all this time. Then I discovered "Blogging". I shall start beating my wings regularly in the blogging void in the hope of taking off one day.
Tolerate my boring stories and bad poetry in the beginning. If I get worse, I shall quit myself. For the time being, I am attempting to write for myself and not for anyone else. A few days back, my wife and I went for a performance of Alarmel Valli. She is among the best exponents of Bharatnatyam and surely she was great to watch. I, who is ignorant of the finer points of the natya shastra, chose to comment on the performance. I had seen her perform fifteen years ago and was completely smitten. Seeing her perform now, I thought I could see a difference. Now she appeared to be performing for the audience just as she appeared to be oblivious of the audience fifteen years ago. I said she was dancing for herself earlier and now for us. My wife asked me to explain what I meant. I tried to say it in different words, but was not able to. Learning to write may help explain things to myself and others in different words. Hopefully.
Shall come back tomorrow!
All my life, I have been wanting to be a writer. All I managed to write was long notes on files and short letters in my official capacity. Apart from a few pieces of bad poetry, a couple of satisfactory - to me that is - essays and three short stories, which even I do not want to read again, I have had a dismal output. Like a dear friend put it, my muse has been speaking to me in Chinese all this time. Then I discovered "Blogging". I shall start beating my wings regularly in the blogging void in the hope of taking off one day.
Tolerate my boring stories and bad poetry in the beginning. If I get worse, I shall quit myself. For the time being, I am attempting to write for myself and not for anyone else. A few days back, my wife and I went for a performance of Alarmel Valli. She is among the best exponents of Bharatnatyam and surely she was great to watch. I, who is ignorant of the finer points of the natya shastra, chose to comment on the performance. I had seen her perform fifteen years ago and was completely smitten. Seeing her perform now, I thought I could see a difference. Now she appeared to be performing for the audience just as she appeared to be oblivious of the audience fifteen years ago. I said she was dancing for herself earlier and now for us. My wife asked me to explain what I meant. I tried to say it in different words, but was not able to. Learning to write may help explain things to myself and others in different words. Hopefully.
Shall come back tomorrow!
