We write to express what we want. We write so that when we die our mind outlives us. So that years down the line someone can open this blog and see who Richa Singh was. Someone can remember she was naughty when they read Only Thirteen others might complain she ranted too much about pseudo intellectual Armchair Intellectual someone can then laugh at her comics The right direction and her daughter can read Dear Mom to remember that her mother wrote much about her grandmom trying to be perfect but didn’t quite learn it for her own self.
Yes that’s why I write. I would want to say I write to bring about a herculean change to profess about inner peace and things sanctified but then I would know that is only the limited truth. My heart inside would laugh at my self contorted folly. I am selfish. I want to be remembered. I want people to say we miss her, lets go read something she wrote. I want them to remember me through my writings.
This is what I want. As a child I would often say to my dad ,” they won’t remember me once I die. What should I do?” He would laugh. He would of course only cuddle me and tell me all will be fine. When I was seventeen I would joke with my friends, ” There would be a time there would be two national holidays in birthday- Gandhi Jayanti and my birthday.” They too would laugh. I was known for my sense of humour and so they thought it was part of my entertaining. I was serious.
Now I wonder how would I make that possible. My childhood aspiration of nobel prize looks dismal and well my politican dreams don’t look too charming either. How the hell would people remember me? How will we have two national holidays in October?
And so I write. I write so that people remember me through my writings. So that people can say yes she was quite something. We know that because she left behind something we can all remember her through. In all my contact information I have mentioned my blog because just in case I cannot remind people after I die someone else can. “Let’s not miss her, let’s go back and relive her”.
A million times over I can say this- ” I write so I exist. I exist so I write”
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Wow what a sweet thought!! Men may come and go but their thoughts become immortal.
Thanks for such kind words 🙂 🙂
This candid piece of writing is very well written Richa!:)
thank you Tarang 🙂
Oh! This is a very interesting take on the prompt Richa. Interestingly every writers reasons to write overlap and interlink with each others.
May all your dreams come true including the ones you have mentioned here. 🙂
thanks a lot Preetilata 🙂
Btw richa life is so fast that nobody cares who were/ are you until you gather tremendous popularity. Till then all the writings are mere for self satisfaction and colonial outlet of your insignificant emotions.
Its not for world popularity but for my own space among the people I meet in life. For them I want to leave behind a piece of me thats it 🙂
Thanks Sakshi 🙂 Much love <3
Let’s add a third birthday to October – mine! 🙂 May all your dreams come true Richa.
Lets just accept all october born are fab people 😀 😀
Interesting ideas. Come to think of it, the reason why I write may also not be too far from this.
We all of course have similar concepts.. all us writers are soul siblings in one way or the other 🙂
One should write… it helps in keeping the balance between the heart and head. “I write so I exist. I exist so I write” – very nice one.
It helps in keeping all balances of all kinds 🙂
Honest write up. I appreciate your thoughts.
Keep writing and keep living 🙂
Thanks Kislaya <3
Yes, it is our one shot at immortality – hope we get it
As long as we are writers we have had our honest shot at it Ritu 🙂
This is another perfect reason to write. To exist even after we are gone. So true. With this comes the responsibility of writing good stuff. And that keeps us going. 🙂
Thats the reason we all are here. To write and to write to our bestest best 🙂
This was absolutely delightful.Ah,I write for the same reason I breathe–hence, I exist! Keep writing…we are all there to read you….!
You’ve a new follower now 🙂
Thank you sooo much Panchali 🙂 🙂
Lovely way of saying it all Richa. Last line sums it all. You write sou exist and u exist so u write
by the way loved ur cartoon. I make cartoons too 🙂 and use toon doo. com
Am sure that this blog is worth more than a nationl holiday which lasts for a day and forgotten till next year 🙂
Oh Afshan I am a big big fan of toon doo. For people like me who suck at drawing its godsend!
That was such an honest post! Lovely reason to write.
thank you smitha 🙂 🙂
Oh Richa, you have put it so well. The written word is permanent and forever. But I am certain, those around you will remember you fondly for much more than your written words. 🙂
Oh Bhavya that is so sweet of you thanks for such kind words 🙂 and yes I hope so too 🙂
Very effectively you have put in words your desire for being a famous writer…All the best!!!
thanks Shelly 🙂 🙂
I really admire that last thought, and understand it 🙂 This particular tribe prompt has made me reconnect with writing I’ll say, coz reading others, I realize some of their reasons are my reasons too.
thats so true. I mean most of us had a common understanding of our passion!
Wonderful reason to write, Richa. It makes me recall the words of Jose Marti : to be a man, one must plant a tree, have a child and write a book.
What a legacy to leave!
wow Corinne what a lovely thought! this one takes my own reason for writing far… thanks for sharing it with us 🙂
These are nice reasons to write Richa:) It’s tale of believing in one’s dreams and people shall recall our world. The new media makes it easy to preserve work in relation to papers that decay over time:)
yes true and one can always revert to them at one click. The beauty of technology for us writers 🙂
Mind is a free bird, it can scale mountains…………..
rightly said so.
And also can make the mountains go figure where the sky is 🙂
I don’t know if there will be a holiday in your honour, but I am glad you write. I enjoy reading your writing, and today it was as much of a pleasure to read why you write.
God bless you.
Thanks Cynthia for such encouraging words. Who needs a national holiday to name now 🙂
The best gift u vcan hand over to gen next
or rather the best hand-me-down…
thats true meena it is the best gift after all.. 🙂
I think you nailed it. When it gets down to it, we all write to be remembered and carve our niche in the world…to be remembered long after we are gone. Well said and brilliant.
yes thats the whole point to carve a niche no matter how small but leave a mark behind 🙂
‘why i write’ now that’s a thought one wonders over reflecting underlying the philosophical depths . love your idea of wanting to be remembered through your written work. it really is a potent source of radicalism and change. like they say- be the change you want to see.
got that. But as someone in the top says it, writing down your mind is your part of leaving the marks. the other part is whether someone will read you or not.
nevermind that. keep blogging.
I have a much stronger answer to your quest for being remembered after death, but that needs much explanation and I’ll do that later. Just remember that far more than what you are dreaming, is possible and in practical and not just the nation, but the world will remember you. Get back to me if you want more on this. I’m not joking.
BTW, nice fiction blog. I think you should also have a writer website like I recently started. I came to know about it when I used to visit a paid writer’s forum.