The Power of Pen to Paper: Exploring the Start of Writing

Everyone has their own perspective for beginning writing. It could be in passion, love, ambition or for a voice. I registered desperately to save a faith I had held since childhood. I remember I was writing on three sheets of A4 paper. I lost words, and my fingers took charge to write a letter of my faith. The letter was meant to be posted; however, the move was never made. I did attempt to glance at the letter to the world. The impression of the initial attempt I foreseen from the world left me in the unworthy end. What takes the world to apprehend if a soul wrote more than 1500 words in less than thirty minutes to save a true love faith. It was not merely time; I was throwing the belief in me in pieces of paper. I was casual about that significance because writing is a common effect of repercussions. I tried to fight with my voice for my faith, yet the world closed its ears or behaved with ignorance. I was even convinced that accepting is part of the journey in life, irrespective of righteousness. I questioned myself and the thoughts in me. My trust and humanity are diminishing as I apprehend everyone is merely passing clouds. I shut the doors and curtain the windows. I could not differentiate between light and darkness. My life is filled with unanswerable questions. The questions day by day are idling in my mind.

A scrapbook titled "Nothing is Impossible" came into my hand one fine day, and I poured out all the questions. Forty questions were written to deem for answers of faith. I knew there was a possibility I might never find answers in life. I sealed the book with a strap and contained it with a ring. I will never want to open the scrapbook ever. The scrapbook anxiously evoked my emotions about the fragility of my will, yet it was reminiscent of my faith. No matter how much I ran, the faith haunts me and never disappears. The echoes I hear for every relentless day. The wisdom I have learned through the torment evokes a consistent content writing I wrote for answers for where destiny brings a true love story. The write will be a response to my faithful questions. I do not read books for leisure, yet I aspire to write a book based on a true story. If anyone asked me during my school days or teenage years, I would laugh at myself for having the credibility to write. I am a real to evident to write, need not have writing skills or reading book capability. All the need is the motive behind a quest I am urging for. A cry for a love death, but a sacrifice of oneself death. The question will be for whom and why we are sailing for the voyage. I walk this journey with the aspiration of valuing the worth to seek a heart.