Ribo gets outside support

[This is almost real with little fiction. If you don’t know about the character Ribo, he is my Writer’s Block.  Please read my previous posts Ribo – A short fiction and My Tryst with Ribo continues to understand his motivations, the way he works and our conversations. Those who know about Ribo, carry on with this post.]

Ribo challenged me last time that he would come back stronger.  Bad news was he did.  Let’s see how our conversion went.

Me: My mind is blank right now.  I can’t think.  It’s like a blank page now.

Ribo: Hey, I told you.  I will find newer and newer ways to make you not write.  I tried confusion to unsettle you.  It didn’t work out.  You wrote about what was bothering you and in turn about me.  I needed some other tool to block you.  By God’s grace, Your work at office increased and also Prime Minister Modi’s move helped me.  It served as a much needed distraction.  You haven’t wrote anything for two weeks now except the viral whatsapp message.

Me: Hmmm. You had me, this time.  But I won’t allow you to distract me for long.  That’s why I am writing now.  About you.  My conversation with you.

Ribo: Don’t you think you have deviated from your goal of writing short stories?  I mean what are you? Are you a short story writer? Or a blogger or a little bit of everything? What the hell are you anyways?

Me: I am what I am.  I want to write fiction.  But occasionally I also want to share my knowledge or my learning to other reader/writers.

Ribo: Oh. Hell with that. Come on. Take a decision now.  What are you?

Me: I am a Writer.

Ribo:  What kind?

Me: It doesn’t matter as long as i am honing my writing muscles.

Ribo: This won’t fetch you any money. This won’t fetch you any popularity.  This won’t build an effective reader base.  Your readers wouldn’t know what kind of writer you are.  When they come to your blog, they wouldn’t know what to look forward to.  Don’t you think you are doing rubbish?

Me: Stop that Mr. Ribo.  Don’t you think you are going overboard?

Ribo: No.  Not at all.  Why the hell aren’t you answering my question yet?

Me: See, I actually thought about it.  I tried to stick to one thing.  But I couldn’t.  Basically I don’t work that way.  Like many human beings.  Different things motivate me.  Different things move me.  So I do want to write about different things, different people, on different subjects.

Ribo: Oh. Come on. Stop that shit.  I think you don’t know what’s your vision.

Me: My long term vision is to make an impact in someone’s life through my writing.  My short term vision is to connect with my readers by writing good stories/posts.  That’s it.  I am doing a decent job at that.  Few people are liking what I write and engaging with me.  That’s all I need at the moment.

Ribo: Yeah, I see that.  But anyways what you are doing will lead you nowhere.

Me: See Ribo, I do care about your views, but I disagree with them.  I believe all this will lead to something bigger.  I do not see the end now.  But I am confident that this would help in the long run.

Ribo:  I don’t think so.  I think you should start focussing on one topic and write about it.  Otherwise better quit writing.

Me: Quit writing? What do you think? I will quit that easily. Maybe there will be some off days. But I promise I won’t quit.

Ribo: Then, change your direction.  I really don’t like your direction.

Me: No. Sorry.  I won’t.  I really like what I am doing.  And I will continue doing that.

Ribo: [Having lost on ideas] You are a tough nut to crack, you idiot.

Me: Yeah.  I told you.  Whenever you are blocking me, I will write about you.

Ribo: I see.  You have written many posts about me.

Me: Yeah. If that helps other writers, I am not so sure.  But it’s helping me for sure.

Ribo: Oh come on.  You are going to make me jobless.  No. No. No.  What am I saying?  I will try to come up with more innovative ideas to keep you off writing.

Me: Try your luck.  In fact, every time you block me, I am writing about you and I get a feeling that I am getting stronger by the day.  I feel much better now.  In fact, I feel much more clearer in my vision.

Ribo: That sucks.  I will try to break you, buddy.

Me: I will sign off with one of the quotes that I wrote.

You can beat the shit out of me, bring me down to my knees, but I promise I will rise again. Better and stronger.

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What I learnt from writing an anonymous message on whatsapp that went viral?

[Not a short story]

First of all, I broke my writing rhythm.  I have not written anything for two weeks except a single piece (which forms the crux of this post).

I got extremely busy at office.  Plus to add to that this entire thing that made the whole nation crazy is keeping my mind occupied.  Yeah, you guessed it right.  I am talking about demonetization.

Like every person who heard the news, I was surprised by the gutsy move by our Prime Minister.  But when I watched the news channels, almost all news channels except one bashed the move as it was affecting the common man.  I had strong feelings and opinions to share about the topic, so I wanted to write something about it.

I had to wait till next day for writing the message.  But I thought, how would I propagate the message to a larger audience.  I wanted to know a few things here.  Whether people will accept what I am about to write.  And who will share my message to the larger public.

So I used a different medium other than my blog.  Yes, it was Whatsapp. Continue reading

Accident of a not so loved one? [Real] – A repost

[This is not fiction, but real, absolutely real. I made some edits in wordpress mobile app, it somehow managed to delete the entire post. So reposting it.]

This morning, I opened my office email to a bad news. The sad demise of a colleague due to an accident.  And she wasn’t someone I knew.  I have never met her or even spoken with her. But I have often seen her in my office’s pantry and cafeteria. And I felt bad about the news.

Death at such a young age, due to an accident.  Wish some things could be reversed.

This reminded me of a similar experience that I had last year. Another colleague of mine met with an accident and died.  Again I didn’t knew him much, I have talked with him once through a common friend.  I knew him no more than that, never spoke with him.  An occasional hi, bye..  That’s it.

But I felt bad again, that day.

Cause of both these deaths: Accident.

As I was thinking about these two people, I felt sad. I am a nobody to these folks. Yet I felt sad. I just imagined how their loved ones would have felt. Their parents, brothers, sisters, cousins, close friends and family.  How much their hearts would have felt?

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How my life changed since I started writing/blogging

This post was written for a contest in collaboration with Sweek and Chennai Bloggers Club (#ChennaiBloggers, #ChennaiBloggersClub )

How my life changed since I started writing/blogging“.  This topic evoked my curiosity, so I decided to write about it.

Backstory

If you don’t want to read a longish post about my personal adventure with writing, feel free to skip to the part “Writing/Blogging changed my life in the following ways” below.  But if you want to understand the complete essence of how writing helped me out, please read on.

Before 2005

2005 is a critical year as I graduated that year.  I was a typical Indian kid who was never interested in reading.  I do remember reading chacha choudary, twinkle digest, etc. but nothing out of the ordinary.  I was a 90s kid, so I had limited access to technology while growing up.  I was never an avid reader.  I used to watch a lot of cricket, especially Harsha Bhogle’s commentary which helped me get better in the English language. Continue reading