Everyone has a story and every story is unique in its own way. Since childhood I was fond of reading stories, listening to the stories and telling stories. For me good night meant one more story. I remember every night before going to sleep i would listen to a story from my father and one story would not satiate my need and I always insisted for one more. Sometimes my father would tell a known story and sometimes he would create one, this also gave me an inspiration of creating my own stories and tales.
When I see someone I would often think about their story. Who are they, from where are they coming, what are they thinking etc etc. Sometimes I see sad stories, sometimes I see a happy one and sometimes a sad story with a mask of a happy one.
During my school days I used to write stories and poems and since they were written by a child, they were always appreciated and there was no criticism. As I grew old, I became very strict towards myself, what ever I wrote did not seem up to my set standards and I stopped writing in anticipation that some day i would write something perfect. But unfortunately that wait is like forever now and I believe that it was wrong of me to think that my writing would be criticized. As rightly said:
Nothing would be done at all if a man waited until he could do it so well that no one could find fault with it.
I’m starting to write again. I’m starting to pen down all the fictional characters in my mind who are part of my stories and stories which are part of this world and beyond. This blog site would mainly consist of fictional stories, poems or whatever comes from my heart..