In your last blog, you had decided to take your friends on board for your next literary adventure?
You thought it will be an enlightening escort? 🤨
You have just learned the lesson ‘ to put an axe on your foot’. 🤒
For you have now completely lost the sense of time and place. 🤤
Your creativity has been grounded into a fine ‘chutney’ while your genius has been fermented into a fine pickle. This your friends will enjoy dining with papadum of your reflections.😋
Most of your precious reflective time will be spent on discussing the redness of watermelon 🍉 and the paleness of the honey 🍯
You will be reminded fifty times a day, of how valuable your friends are, how they brought depth and insight into your writing. How you should voice the rights of a friend, that you seriously start thinking to come up with an anthem for friendship and to salute all your friends in reverence.
This my dears is when you are overwhelmingly stuck! 👻
When it’s a royal wedding, they look at you to write about it, yet when the dessert is too heavy, they look at you again, to write on ‘a lot of cream’.
Now, how much you want to discard the idea of being a pirate, who searches all around not for literary treasure but for lemons 🍋 fish sauce and yoghurt for friends on board.
You now want to be an eagle 🦅 that is not a social bird who likes solitude and self-discovery.
It is said that when you want to fly away from your crazy friends, nature gives you wings, vision and ability to fly high. You tell yourself bravely that when the life of the literary world is in danger, the dirty dishes can wait a bit longer. 💪
Farewell to all my dear friends, who had been such a roller coaster inspiration. From here onward,
‘ I live on the rocks of great mountains’
Next blog from there….till then