I write for so many reasons. My
writing is a mirror image of what I'm -- or what I've become. I write
autobiographical accounts. I write to influence people. I write to change their
mind-set. My life has always been a game of Snakes and Ladders. There're more
snakes than ladders. I write to tell my comrades to watch out for Snakes.
That's my way of being a Good Samaritan. I'm a modern-day samurai. My writing
instrument is my sword.
This is my warped and deviant
thinking: I believe there's no real and absolute fiction. It's reality morphed
radically. And, it's almost autobiographical or semiautobiographical always --
inadvertent or deliberate. It's so -- at least in my case. In my offbeat
monologic poems. In my wacky soliloquies. It's cathartic. It works just like
medicinal leech. It's penance for unconfessed mortal sins. I don't know if this
phenomenon is widespread universal -- or merely a personal idiosyncrasy of a
schizophrenic wannabe writer like me.
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