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Wednesday, 12 December 2012

December Blues

Of  late I have been enjoying my new found freedom and get occasionally delighted that I do not have to be accountable to anyone except my conscience.This new freedom brought with it the subdued creativity in me. Probably I was a bit imaginative in my young days and that perhaps created problems when I started to think loudly. I had to curb that habit although it mattered little because my pronouncements remained as sharp as usual with a coating of  tongue in cheek which did not hurt ears.Still people maintained a safe distance considering me dangerous, except my close friends and that suited me nicely.

Now coming back to creativity, I was perhaps a bit emotional that persuaded the readers/listeners to  emote. My close friends,to my good luck,were good writers and thinkers. Routinely, we read/show our writings in the next assemblage. It so happened that my writings assumed centre stage and gradually I got the notoriety of being a writer. That is how I graduated in to writing only to be faded in the aftermath of my employment. How it happened is another story.
Thank God, after a long intermission I have been back at my own track which I loved,enjoyed and perhaps wanted to be blissfully drowned only to breathe a fresh lease of life. 

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