My 7th attempt to pen my story. (The number can be more, but definitely not less. I need to dig out my notebooks to find out the correct number.)
I have always wanted to write my story. There have been several reasons why I have procrastinated, scrapped the idea, been scared to write my story truthfully.
This time, I have no story line in my mind. Just a title and the form.
I am hoping that the loosely-knitted letters would help me complete it this time. Because, this time, I am not bound to the plot but more to my thoughts and emotions. And because I plan to share my progress with you all to keep myself motivated.
Check out how am I doing with my story:
A couple of days ago, I recalled another incident that I was not planning to put into my story.
I want to honest with the story, then why was I planning to skip it?
My brain has killed the “most important” detail of the incident. The “WHAT?” question. Continue reading Should I write about an incident whose ‘most important’ detail my brain has killed?
I have stopped writing it for a while as I am trying to work out a bit on the structure of the incidents. I don’t want to go put events in the order that they happened. I want it to be more how you start with one thing and then you get into another thing and then you dive deeper and deeper. It should look like how a mind works. Continue reading I should write more because my brain buries more memories than I think
We were never taught how we should act when someone is going through a tough time or wants to share a difficult experience. Continue reading From sharing to listening: My journey towards healing
Isn’t it too easy for us to keep our story aside because it’s not urgent? Or because we are not getting paid to write it? Or because we are waiting for the right time to start writing it? Continue reading Why is it so difficult to write your story?
For years, I have tried to fit in – fit into the popular trends and culture. Continue reading Being myself: A journey of self-acceptance
“Sushant Singh Rajput,” a message from my colleague read.
I sent question marks in reply.
“Suicide.” Continue reading Destigmatising conversations around suicide and mental health: I’m a human before I’m a journalist
“What gives you genuine happiness?” Continue reading My happiness is more important than your expectations
I found a safe space, where I could be me, in a friend. He did not judge me. All he did was listen to me. He always assured me that all will be right one day. He didn’t have to say it aloud. All he did was to make me feel it. But it did not happen that day. Continue reading When I stopped worrying and started taking control of my problems
Dear Me This is probably the 7th time (there may be more that I just can’t recall but have somewhere written in the notebooks getting covered in dust) that I am starting to write my story. The first time was when I was 17. I remember how I had burned all those little snippets of … Continue reading The 7th attempt to write my story
For a long time, I have wanted to write a book about myself. I have started writing it a couple of times. Every time I picked up the pen (or my online notes) to write, I ended up focusing on a different chapter of my life. I have spent numerous hours thinking about what my autobiography be called. Have come up with a list of names n number of times. But never found something that I’d like to keep after 10 years. Continue reading The title of my book