Silent sigh, the sound of compromise!
© Vinitha 2021
The above six-word story is written in response to Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) hosted by Shweta. This week’s prompt is SOUND.
Blogging is an outlet for my trapped in thoughts which suffocate me if I don’t let it out. It is easier to put pen to the paper for me than talking to somebody about all the thoughts that lurk inside me. All I need is a paper and pen or the laptop.
I blog to string together words to name the emotion that steals my soul, snooping the depth of my mind, turning me into a sensitive being unable to share how I feel with another human being. I find it easier to hide behind written words as they take the lead and take me out of that tunnel where I get lost. Scared and lonely I am at those times, and the keystrokes keep me company, making sure that I am not scared, not lonely, anymore. I feel loved.
A poem lets me express my sorrows and insecurities better and I don’t worry that if I get misunderstood when words get all intertwined. I love getting lost in words like that. I love to read the feelings which made me feel low and blue, tackled by words like that. I feel refreshed.
Fictional stories exploring my imagination taking me to a different world, even momentarily, helping me in creating that world before the reader, I do feel powerful during those times.
Stories from my personal life, by sharing them I share my world with you. My happiness doubles when I share a positive story and my sorrows halves if it is one of those not so happy stories.
The interaction through blogging is the greater reward. Comments, friendships, support, all part of blogging and nothing can beat the happiness and gratitude I savor by being part of the blogging world.
I blog because it makes me happy. I blog because it makes me feel alive. And I won’t stop to blog because I know what I will miss!
I wonder how I started expressing my views with the help of pen and paper!! Yes I remember when I started pouring my thoughts on a bit of paper.. It was on a fine day when I was a school girl! And it went on from that point as smooth flow…Till the last day of my college.. And then a gap of 2 and a half years..
But when I put a pause to writing , couldn’t come back again in touch with pen and paper yet. And here I was trying hard to write once more during these busy less house wife days of my life.. I have been giving immense thought in this matter when I realized the truth that I am not able to write even a sentence or that the thoughts filled in my heart is residing there as such , wanting a vent and to get rid of the suffocation it experiencing throughout these years..
So here comes my first blog as a first step to pave a way for my thoughts and imaginations on a piece of paper (or rather this blog).