Almost everyone think about something or the other. Some try to express their thoughts. Some put their thoughts on a paper. Very few publish that paper filled with their thoughts for the world to read. I have been reading since I was seven and writing since I was twelve.
When I first started blogging and sharing my reviews on my website for various books I read, it was purely a hobby. But my persistent pursuit of my passion helped me understand new techniques, meet fellow reviewers, great writers and amazing human beings. Blogging has definitely made me a better writer. I was literally on cloud nine when my blog was ranked fifty-five on Feedspot among ‘Top 75 Indian Book Review Blogs’. Check out the list here.
I dreamed of publishing a book for a long time. It really took a while for me to implement my plan, prioritize my tasks, gather some courage and actually chase my dream. Thanks to Kindle Direct Publish for making self-publishing very easy for an amateur like me. Learn more about it here. My dream became reality just a couple of days ago.
I published my first book on Amazon Kindle. I named it ‘Poems of The Clipped Nightingale’. Its a bunch of short and sweet poems I put together over a period of time. I would have never done this, if not for the failures of my life.
I take this opportunity to thank one and all for influencing me in good and bad ways to pull myself through many situations and stand here, today. Some motivated me that I can do it, some persuaded me that I was not even allowed to dream. I thank both.
‘Poems of The Clipped Nightingale’ is just the start. I’m working on a proper novel which will be released soon. I’ve plenty of stories to tell and I can write. So, I sharpened my nib and coming to scatter words. Feel free to read my short poems on Amazon Kindle Unlimited for free here! Feedback and reviews are much appreciated. Leave your email ids in the comments below to get the ARC copy.
Here’s another post about my trip to Sikkim some time ago. I thought I would share the memories rather keeping them to myself. Thus, I wrote my travel story on Tripoto. Check it out here. I look forward to presenting more travel posts going forward.
The other day when I visited a small village nestled in the woods far away from the cry of the world.. suddenly the pace of my life slowed down a little bit. Until then, it was all about running around chasing unseen things and groping time that I didn’t have. The journey to this beautiful village was amazing in itself. The waterfalls were at every other turning of the road. The sound of the gushing water seemed like music to my ears. The huge trees stood on either sides of the road were like guardians. They made me feel safe.
The village was picturesque. It looked like a wallpaper that walked out of some dreamy land. There were plenty of flowers in the village. And they were in so many colors, I wondered who mixed the perfect palette and painted those tiny flowers with so much of patience! Rainbows spilled into my eyes just by looking at those pretty flowers. I tried to capture some flowers in my camera lens but when I saw the picture, I realized, the camera utterly failed when compared to the powerful lens of my eyes.
When I stood on the top of the hill, I almost floated above the clouds. The cloud clad mountains were so beautiful to look at in the light of the dawn. The warm rays of the Sun failed to hit the ground directly. The sunrays seemed to be trapped by the blanket of fog.
The chillness of the water pricked my feet when I stepped into the waterfall. I felt cleansed.. right there! I simply sat on a rock in the waterfall and got drenched in the stream of water falling from above. The water cutting into the bed of rocks made a wonderful sound that strangely calmed the chaos in my mind.
I learnt many things.. simple is beautiful, just be yourself and do not imitate anyone, minimalism simplifies life, contentedness brings happiness and peace, live in unison with nature, and last but not least.. love all!
By the time I was on my way back, my soul is healed.. and I thought to myself.. WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD?
Well, traveling and reading go hand in hand I guess. As usual, I laid back and started reading that day when I was on my trip. After a while, I started dozing in rhythm to the bus running down the road. Just when I thought I was almost asleep, the bus came to a sudden stop and I snapped out of my short sleep. I decided it’s not a good idea to open my kindle and continue reading my book.
Since I could not fall back to sleep, I kept staring out of the window of the bus into the darkness. The lights from the houses afar twinkled like stars in the sky. It was a feast to the eyes. When I was tired of watching the artificial lights, I looked up the sky and found the moon fully on. I totally forgot that it was a full moon day. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. I loved the way it was playing peek-a-boo through the clouds passing by. I kept looking at it drifting through a number of thoughts.
Everybody was asleep on the bus and I was the only person sitting upright and looking at the moon like some artist looking for inspiration. I wanted to capture this beautiful moment into a picture which was too much to aim for. But, I thought I better try it. I took out my phone and clicked the picture of the moon. When I looked at the picture, I realized there were few electric wires in the way and the moon was caught on that string. It looked like a ball tied to a string. I guess I’m still a kid at heart.
Finally, my eyelids grew heavy and I fell asleep. I’m sure you all could guess what I dreamt of that night… Yes, you guessed it right. My dream was all about the moon.