Her Love For Words...(teaser)

Words...such a simple thing that's a huge part of our daily survival but yet without it we would be lost and unable to convey what is and isn't. In the midst of all this ignorance towards this art...there was this one girl who's life would have been lost without the companionship of words. Her true friends weren't the life-like creatures we call humans, but actually the words that took shape of beautiful blue ink symbols. The block letters that were formed by the click-clack of the keys on a typewriter. This girl, she wasn't just some inspired artist or writer...she was literally and devotedly in love with words. Sometimes she sits at her desk waiting for inspiration to strike her, tapping her fingers in a hasty manner, biting her nails, grabbing her hair in frustration, pointing the pencil hard into the blank sheets hoping for some flow in movement...when the thing she obsesses over the most isn't spilling out she goes insane. You'd think it was the normal timid frustrated insane that normal people have when work isn't getting done, but with her...it was different. For her it was much more than work but was more of passion and love for something so powerful that she could yell for not being able to attain it. Her human friends would avoid her from time to time noticing how fidgety and neurotic she gets during these times. She was never be able to just sit in one place but kept bouncing around like atoms trying to come up with ideas. She would start sweating and heaving. Her pupils would dilate resulting from sleepless hyperactive nights. Dark circles covered her eyes...she would completely loose it. Some people even thought of calling for help when she got like this because to them it wasn't normal right? Wrong, for her it wasn't normal that she couldn't find the words...when she had such a close bond to them, why would they refuse to come out?! That is what all of us feel at the end of the day when we can't get the one thing we love madly. People justified their behavior was because their insanity in such cases was cause of the human being they weren't able to get-that one person that made them go insane. They'd question her motives and try to convince her that this passion should be diverted towards other human beings not non-realistic things like words. But what they didn't get is that for her, her love for words was just the same as someone's love for someone else. She had surrendered her life to words the day she picked up her first book and admired each page for the way such tiny symbols could tell a whole story. You know how some people have this expression that "I'm married to my work" because they were workaholics, well for this girl it was a real bond; between her and words. She was in her mind and soul, married to the phenomenon we call WORDS. 

Cigarette-Butts and Plastic Bottles

“The alarm goes off at 6 am, but I prefer to hit the snooze button and sleep-in for just 5 minutes more.”-Now how many times have we given this same excuse every morning for the reason of being late for anything? Let me answer that, at least a thousand times. Why is that we accustom our lives to such mediocre excuses when the truth really is that we simply were too lazy to go on with our mediocre mundane activities. Feeling so incomplete every morning that even waking up now requires a deeper meaning. We have gotten used to the idea of these inspirational movies and stories of finding ourselves and that our life actually is meant for something that we haven’t yet figured out! We let ourselves get sucked into the cliché of a “something more”. When the reality is that some people just don’t find that “something more” cause we are confused. So confused that even conducting day-to-day regular activities get tiresome and sometimes we just don’t feel like doing anything. Just lying in bed and pondering with eyes closed, taking deep breaths, and exhaling. Throwing your phone under the pillow because you’re too demotivated to answer people’s “whatsups” & “where are yous” has become a habit for people like us. All we want to be is left alone to figure out our cluttered minds before we are obliged to answer an outsider’s questions. Sometimes that’s just fine, contrary to what an outsider would think. Taking time to figure out your life, to be confused, to be lazy, and sometimes to just isolate yourself from the real world is what the doctor should prescribe. Everyone needs a reality check but we also need a getaway. For some people that getaway is something as simple as watching the smoke crawl out of their mouths and the ash slowly catching up to the cigarette-butt or playing pretend football with a plastic bottle. These tiny yet simple moments are counted as stress relievers or something equivalent to thinking caps. So If you find yourself anywhere in life flustered or frustrated, take some time off and be lazy. Explore your purpose of living…and most importantly don’t rush it. Life maybe short, but that doesn't mean you live in fear of never getting enough time. Make the most of your time in the way you think is best. Whether that is sleeping for half the day or eating two plates of momos every evening religiously or sitting by the sea, smoking a cigarette or even sitting cross-legged saying "OMMMM". 

Free your mind of any pressures or ideologies, because nothing is more important than personal sanity. Don’t make excuses for yourself as you have the right to do what you deem is best.