Why write?

I am a writer and an editor. I have been writing since I was fourteen. I started writing because I felt lonely. I believed that my ideas and my opinions were different. But, the children in my school knew how to support their opinions with facts and statistics. I wasn't one of them. When I put across my opinion and was asked to defend it in a debate, I found myself weak.

So, I turned to writing. The pages of my diary never questioned me. They never asked for a proof to back up my speech and opinions. The pages of my diary taught me a lesson. Everyone wants to be heard, but none is willing to hear. I poured my soul every time I wrote. When I penned my feelings, I became more secure about them. I fell in love with myself. I gained confidence.

Soon I started my blog, Life of Homo Sapiens. I wasn't very consistent at posting blogs, but whenever I wrote I made sure to write something which had a meaning to it. Each and every piece I have written to date has always had a part of me. My values, my beliefs, my anecdotes, my wishes, and of course my truth. When I was published as a co-author in Inkfeathers's Postbox, I wrote an open letter to the world. In that letter, I explained how "fandoms" have become a part of life.

I was 16 when I wrote the piece. I used to be obsessed with a music boy band then. For some reason, they helped me feel good about who I was. Their fan community accepted me and loved me like I was their family. In confusion of growing up and hormonal imbalance, I found peace and calm because of my love for that boy band. You see, like I said, I write to express myself. I write to showcase the love I have for myself and my ideas.

During the pandemic, I was breaking everyday. The uncertainty around me would bother me to no end. The only thing that kept my sanity was my work as an editor and a compiler. The theme for my book, The Forgotten Sagas, was historical and mythological fiction. It wasn't an easy road. I stayed up till four in the mornings discussing the write ups with my writers. Fortunately for me, I managed to get an amazing set of writers. Compiling a 250+ pages manuscript, editing and proofreading a thousand times to deliver the perfect result, everything was difficult. Yet I felt like giving it my best.

As a child, I had always imagined working in the historical and cultural sector. I have never been able to work towards that dream my younger self had dared to dream off. This book is a small token of appreciation to that younger self. A token, which asks her to believe that her dreams have taken off and soon she will reach the destination she dreamed off. Till then, I will keep writing to find my peace, achieve my goals and find my path.