About writing and inspiration

4460976042_3daf75b6b6_zInspiration is such a strong word. It’s like doing all the amazing work yourself and giving the credit to someone else. Well, that’s one way of looking at it. Had it not been for that inspiration, you might not have done that work at all. But is it so? I think not. Most of the times, some things just become a medium and you make a big deal of it.

Let’s talk about writing. I know people who were regular bloggers, but slowly and eventually their frequency of writing reduced. Some of them quit completely. Their excuses were – I have not been regular as I have lost interest, or there is no motivation anymore. What was that factor that made you write a blog or an article? Do you remember writing your very first post? After publishing it, you may have posted the link on every social networking site, or just pinged your friends on gtalk and asked them to read and comment. Or you may simply have published it under an anonymous name and made sure your friends/family never found out about your blog.

blog enter keyThe way you felt back then while writing the first post and how you feel now while writing one is totally different. When you started writing, you never expected to become so popular or so lost among many popular faces. You never expected to receive so many comments, or you never thought you would be disappointed as not a single person read what you wrote with so much of heart and soul. And yet you continue writing. With the hope that next post will be liked and appreciated by people. But slowly, your frequency of updating your blog or writing fresh content every now and then reduces. The show becomes less frequent due to lack of audience. Or maybe not. You keep writing without bothering about such things. But then whom are you writing for? Yourself? Then why not in a more private space? Why a public blog? Why not on a piece of paper or in a diary or in a word file?

I ask myself this often. Why do I write? I love to write, but more importantly, I have fallen in love with the idea of writing that reaches so many people through various mediums. Sharing what I think liberates me. It makes me feel closer to myself. I like to go back to my old posts and read what I wrote a few months ago, a few years ago. The kind of language flow I had, the kind of words I used, my emotions, my opinion, my point of view – everything was so different. And yet I can connect with that somewhere. I can see myself growing as a person. Some things have become better, while others, worse. But they have not been the same. People who used to irritate me a year ago are now dear friends. People whom I loved have become strangers.

And these emotions, these patterns and these incidences are recorded. Noted. Right here. Six months down the line when I read this post, I will remember what exactly I was going through while writing this post. There is a dilemma that won’t even be existing then. I will be laughing about it then, or maybe I will regret about something I should have done and didn’t do it. Nevertheless, this phase will seem a lot easier and smaller compared to what I am feeling right now.

 Did something or someone inspire me to write? Well, if you call curiosity an inspiration, or shit phase a motivation, or boredom an excuse then yes, you may do so. I think these are just the fancy names we give to something we would do otherwise too if it was a necessity. Keeping a role model is at times just a backup that we choose to fall back. If we cannot repeat the same thing again, or cannot get the same success, we can always get rid of the responsibility by passing the blame buck on the inspiration. Or distraction. Maybe it’s the fear that stops us from taking the full credit of our success.

 I do call people my inspirations too. When I want to make them happy. Or to get some work done. It works for me. And them as well. They get motivation. You get good work. Everyone is happy.

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