Often it has happened to the biggest geniuses in the world!it is something very common,yet a peculiar phenomenon!...this state called "literary block"...
Often there are activities and things that most interest you.Things that help you connect best to yourself! Forus Indians, someone very nicely put it"half the people in the country love cricket and the rest half like to READ!! "..OK, so I fall in the second category,for i am loathe to cricket!!
To go on about why is it(cricket) such a boring thing would take a lot of effort,and besides one does not want to talk about the subject one loathes..(any cricket fan reading this would be up against me with all arms and ammunitions,but people are not bound to love the same things,right?)...
So coming back to reading and writing(poems,articles,blogs)..few of those activities which instantly connect me to myself.There are times when one wants to escape from the harsh/boring/hollow world around,and writing or reading a book is one cocoon I always retreat to whenever the heart inside wants to feel liberated!
But off late,my literary faculties seem to have dimmed somewhere.Not only do I feel reading books as a time consuming activity,but also those books on the shelf,which I soooo wanted and was thrilled to receive stare at me accusingly,of having abondoned them!!
I wonder why such a block has sprung up.Even making an entry on the blog seems to be a difficult thing(last blog-2 months back)..Earlier when ideas to write emerged from every event and happening around,evrything seems to be drone now!
well I am no booker winner...nor do i compare to the best literattis in the country...but surely I have had my share of the block phenomena and hope that when the hobbies re-emerge ,a masterpiece takes form,like an award winning piece of work after a sabbatical!!
wISH ME!
