Firstly thanks all for supporting, encouraging and liking my writing and approaching and motivating for more and more, thanks for being a part of my journey of writing, and especially thanks @miraquill for giving me 100 followers in just a single day (24hours) as I am here just from the past 1 month, on my old previous account(which I am not able to login through FB because of some login issues, but soon will retrieve that,when I was new to this platform I got 100 followers in 10 days but this time 100 followers in just a day, this means that you guys are liking my stuff, so thanks all.
So here goes my story: This is true I used to write randomly in my childhood, used to think in my mind but neither shared with anyone nor wrote that down but with the passage of time I left this hobby, then few years back I got my intrest in this again,with the help of him❤i use to talk like in a poetic way, he noticed that forced me to write as I was all the time busy with my schedule I didn't managed to write but few months back he again insisted and forced me for writing stuff and in the same days I saw on social media everyone sharing their talent then I thought why i wasted my childhood talent and still I am wasting so then I motivated myself and started to write and share on different social platforms then lot of people liked my writing, approached me to write more and more, I got different offers about writing books, collaborations and poetry and much more but this is an another question I never responded to anyoneas I am not a social person and I am totally not having any friends because I am not interested in childish things,because making friends breaking friendships it suits in childhood not in adulthood, okay leaving it so discussing about my writing currently I am working on my books " ", ",and the other one is " ", soon they will be published on Amazon Kindle in paperbacks and in ebook modes and I am publishing that also with Notion press publications and also with fresh code books, I must say I am not a professional not even a passionate writer , I am just an amateur,on daily basis while thinking about life automatically lines stories and poems comes into my heart and mind just in 1 minute of thinking and then I immediately jott that down, I didn't think for hours for writing something like other writers do, and also want to say I am not a good reader I mean I don't read books even I don't like,not even a poetry reader or book lover neither I am fan of any well known famous writers or poets or authors nor impressed my anyone's writing and not copying other's stuff, I am just giving flame to the hobby of my writing by writing down the originality which happens with me and others in day to day life, and not interested in fiction and fake world stories which is having no value and which is of no use in real life. And I believe real meaning full writing comes from heart, comes from those things which happens with us in reality, good writing means explaining the real truth, good writing doesn't come from reading books or being in love with books of others, it comes from inside of us not from copying other's stuff.
badhandwritingguyHonestly didn't like the 4 lines which u wrote in the poetry section ...But ur caption is a beautiful journey ...N I wish that u reach ur destination with a smile on ur face and peace in ur heart . gud luck
And when he was talking about the colours, he suddenly closed his eyes, and laughed. The smile that took all my worries away. I wonder how the sky bears his smile? It seems the clouds come nearer to hear his voice, And the sun, Tries to hide because surely his smile is brighter and beautiful than anything and I ... I just don't want to stop staring at that smile. His eyes makes me feel everything at once, And his smile, God. His smile gives me everything I ever want, And that's where I feel, May be this is my forever, Yes forever. May be talking to him for a while is forever, Or may be watching him for a while is forever.
Little did he know how much I adore him, And how my mind keep playing his pictures everytime. I wish, it could stay forever, His smile and his hand in my hands?
And then this happened,
I NEVER BELIEVED IN MIRACLES UNTIL I MET HIM. :)
P.s; I had written this years ago and it was too too long but i wanted to keep it precise so that mirakee people can read it without getting bored. :)