GROWING UP.

It will be big and scary.

It will be real and thrilling.

It will cut old ties.

It will build new connections.

It will give bruises and scrapes.

It will heal old wounds.

It will fade old memories.

It will create new stories.

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When my mind weaves a tale...

For his novel, "The Kite Runner", Khaled Hosseini Says:

''I've always written for an audience of one. For me, writing has always been the selfish, self-serving act of telling myself a story. You know, something grabs my interest and compels me to sit down and see through it.''

And how easily can I relate to that! (I'm sure almost every writer of any kind feels the same)

As it pleases a writer to write, so does it pleases him to read. For me at times it has been a random thought that struck a chord, or a certain person or sometimes a memory. And my mind starts weaving a tale on its own, I don't need a pen and paper or a computer in front of me. I see certain characters in my head, I see them living and interacting, thinking and evolving. They live their unique lives and they catch my attention. And that is when I feel the urge to write my story down, so that I can get can get deeper into my story, so that I get to know more about the characters I saw in my mind.

But when that doesn't happen, when I don't get to write it  as soon I see it in my mind, the characters soon perish and their lives fizzle out. And they become a distant memory, like a half forgotten dream.