Roald Dahl, as you may all know, was a British novelist cum short-story writer cum poet cum screenwriter and a fighter pilot (Royal Air Force). I do not know much about him except that he authored Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, Matilda and The Witches.
Writing, for me, is a passion that brings me sense of happiness and peace – a world outside my world. It does not earn me anything I can call money (well, you all know how difficult it is to earn Virils that to call it as earning would be a joke). Yet, I pour my heart and soul into it like it is a companion. I basically write for myself, that is the truth. Perhaps that is the same reason why the statistics and insights in my website do not bother me at all. I heard people who worry about the traffic and the interaction in their pages – people who set goals for their blogging and writing – people who have schedules and discipline they follow. I admire them for their vision and attitude. I have none of those. I only write – mostly, in random fashion – not knowing where my story or poem will end once I started penning my thoughts.
I am a fool to devote so much time in writing. If I give half of that to our small business I am sure it will get me better results earning-wise. The trouble with me, according to my cousin Rose, is that I only work very hard when I see challenge in anything. Once I already “solve” the puzzle or difficulty, I get lazy. I smiled at her accurate observation (well, heck, I arrogantly thought it was only me who knew that secret fact about myself). She knew that when the business was still new, I work there day and night, night and day. But now, I only work according to my terms. It is affecting our group travel plans but I am just glad and lucky that despite that, the girls accept me as I am. They are not happy that I am failing to put up my own travel fund, nonetheless, they would not kill me nor nag me about that.
My newfound spirituality changes my outlook and priorities, they know – but they do not complain and adjust the group travel destination according to my financial capability. Bless their souls for that!
Now, my Day-12 entry is a photo of a journal which Rose bought in Krabi, Thailand. She gifted me this before our travel to Australia. I was about to start blogging then and she thought this one will be of use. Unfortunately, I am not the conventional type of writer who uses journals or write down prompt-reminders. I store everything in my head and pour it when I am ready to write.
Soooo, this lovely thing has only few written words on it – mainly Sanskrit terminologies I cannot memorize. But I loooove sticky notes for their convenience.
I am trying to catch up with my backlog in the challenge seeing how fast https://virily.com/stevelinebaugh/ covers his part of the bargain. He was my nominee and he is already ahead of me. Lol! I admire the guy’s dedication in making it a truly 365-experience – and his photos are stunning (he is using a real camera and he goes out of his way to find interesting subjects on a day-to-day basis). Doc Andersen is right – real camera still does the real job.
Oh well, just join the challenge if you have time. Read the guidelines here https://virily.com/art/365-photo-contest-day-1/.
Be happy. Be enLightened. Do not take life too seriously as when we die, we will realize it is nothing but a monotonous cycle of birthing (coming) and dying (going). The only serious business we have here is to grow on love and be love – and you cannot do either with too much seriousness.