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I never read books until my undergrad, when a friend introduced me to Paulo Coelho and Dan Brown. This means, I read Harry Potter post my Bachelor's. I don't know how then can I explain the existence of the poetry I've been writing since childhood. I am not confident about the commonality of this theory, but, do we all start with nature? Flowers and clouds and the movements of sun and moon and their love and our lovers.
I didn't quite understand why I felt so passionately for creating something that would change some other human's thoughts or perspective. This changed on watching the Dead Poet's Society. Except, that a few years down the line, I didn't only live for 'beauty, poetry, romance, and love,' I started living on them, on art.
People say art comes naturally to us, and I believe we're gifted with it, too. We're gifted with eyes that look too hard and a heart that beats too fast and hands that know what all the other cells in our body are saying. So, I am grateful for being able to write and sing and play and perform.
Most of all, I'm thankful for the artist in me, who saved me. It's a long story that I will be unfolding with time but for now let's just say The Inde Post is not just a passion project, it's a second chance at life. Poetry is not just words and verses, it's a life jacket. Orange and puffy and warm.
As an introduction, I'll lay down some truths about being a writer, as learned from personal experience:
You can never tell their story as perfectly as yours.
If it sounds like a conversation or music, you're on the right track.
It can take anywhere from 5 minutes to 5 years to finish a piece.
The piece is still never complete.
Tell your story for yourself, not for them to read.
We're all way more similar than you'd expect, so they want to hear what you have to say.
It eases anxiety, it also increases pain.
You might become obsessed with feeling deeply, and that's something to be cautious about.
It's never about the things you don't know but about what you have learned and experienced.
It is very powerful. Enough to bring a change, enough to create, enough to kill.
I'll see you again, soon.
For the love of art.
Charuvi
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