Sporadic Whispers: Musings of a Part-Time Writer

They gathered around the fire Their cups filled with hot drinks The day was tiring so they needed the rest Some leaned on one another And some leaned on the dead log Some stared at the night sky Their eyes searching the stars Some looked into the fire Their minds deep in thought And then one of them said: "Do you believe in humans?" "Shhhh..... don't start this. This is not the right time." But it was too late, everyone leaned in Leaned in to hear stories Leaned in to tell tales And leaned in so that the humans couldn't reach them.

I am not so good with spoken words. And therefore I have always wanted to write and share whatever came into my mind and I have done so on many occassions. But I have also written so many stuff that never made it to the screens because I was worried about what people would say or even think. My family, my friends, my teachers, friends of friends and even random people who might stumble upon my writings. And even now I am not sure about how this will make people react. But earlier today I realised that it shouldn't matter anymore which is stupid because I knew this all along. I just let it get in the way of what I wanted to do. And the worst part is I know that I will end up doing the same thing in the future as well if I don't change. I have failed miserably at maintaining this blog because I have been very inconsistent. And I have been inconsistent because I let such things get to me. So this year I am trying my best to get rid of this inconsistency by doing this thing calle...