There are times when I do
not get inspired at all, to write. I could read a book, listen to music and
look around but unfortunately I cannot seem to find one thing to help me write.
One such day, I happened to be just looking around, and suddenly, I was caught
by an idea.
I remember thinking,
why could I not write just by looking at things. Old pictures are full of inspiration,
For example, a picture of my grandmother. Grandmother just sitting at the window,
you could imagine what she is thinking, or what she could be feeling. Is it
your grandfather or perhaps something a person said the other day?
My grandfather too. In fact,
he inspired me to write on him and my grandmother. How they met, how they got
married. Am sure, a little bit of what he way saying was madly imagined, but
hey, so was my story. In fact, he inspired quite a bit. Soon, I was imagining his time, his
car, his long walks and his bus rides and his falls.
My parents too had
funny stories of their own. How my mother was in a small town, and how she
managed to spoil a lamp and how she slept through the night to avoid being
punished. My father has his own stories, of all the places we went to, when he
was being transferred across the state. So, did my cousin, and childhood
friends.
Or maybe if you look
out of the window, you could probably see a couple of cars or bikes. Who are on
them and what could they be thinking, sitting or maybe riding into the sunset,
or perhaps going to a shopping mall, or just going for a ride?
Or perhaps scenes from
a window. Of how many people lived there in the colony, how they all landed up
at my home in the evenings, how all the birds were cooing at my window, or how
the sun peeps out in the mornings, or how it goes into the clouds or disappears for
the night. How it invites the moon to replace it for the twelve hours, how the
moon comes along, how it could be milky white, how the neighbour’s dog should
stop barking etc. :)
Or maybe, when you are
out on a holiday, all the places you see, how much they inspire you or a scene
could be wrapped in beauty, or perhaps hold a little sadness when you leave the
place.
Or perhaps you had a
dream last night, of which you can remember bits and pieces, but can use your
imagination to stretch it further. The things you watch on television, or perhaps
a movie or a book.
Any of these could or
should inspire you in some way or the other. Nowadays, am so desperate for stories
that I look for a story everywhere. So, can you imagine a story? An idea? Or even
dream of it?
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