The day I stepped up

'If a story is in you it has to come out' said William Faulkner. I don't honestly know if I have a story worth telling, a story with love at first sight, near death experiences, life changing moments or anything by the name of miraculous or amazing. I don't deny the fact that I do have a story; a story of inspiration, regrets, defeats, disappointments and love buried within the depths of my soul that is demanding to come out and be manifested in words. I don't even know if that story will come out but I can't deny the overwhelming emotions in me that is wanting to spill on these pages. And yes, everyone has a story and I have mine too which is why I decided to start blogging. 

 Honestly, I am like a flower trying to blossom between the spaces of stones; vulnerable and oblivious, unknown if I will ever survive the scorching heat of the day or the cold breeze of the evening. But I also know that to become a writer is to be vulnerable and also to have the courage to share the words which we are so accustomed to keep within the lines of a diary. 


Whenever I see someone older and experienced achieving the heights of success with their words I am imbued with fear and insecurity. I am let down with a thick cloud of worthlessness on having read their works. There are many aspiring writers in whom I find this same feelings mirrored. But here I am writing( or trying to write) my very first blog, hanging onto a single thin thread of hope that somehow I will write with passion and inspiration and perhaps it will be read.  

                                         One of my favorite quote about writing that inspires me no matter how many times I read it