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JOURNEY....

                     What admire or inspire you more ? the question asked my interviewer, I just simply replied "The mirror". the looked at me and smiled. I just said that  whenever I look at mirror it reminds me why I started. I believe that the person which can inspire you is yourself. he wants to know about my journey. how I get such a frame. and I was also curious why he wants know. well indeed I need to speak about my journey !
                       Well I started my writing when I was in sixth! I don't know what it is, but teacher of grade sixth said you had wrote a poem beautifully. this started my journey. well I never tried to make it better but still I used to write it. this story continued still eleven. and one day I got a better internet platform to write. this cause me to write more better and made myself to get introduced to the world of writing.
                       This story continued till my home people was unknown about it. I was getting better in it and one day I was asked to stopped this all. they don't love the art and artist. well they made me so fall down that I burn all my creations and promised my self I will never pick up the pen again !  and  I  stopped my self from writing. even heard a song or never wrote the poem. I felt that I had lost my life. but I don't want to  start again.  but this made me too depress lost confidence, hate own voice and can't come back. I stopped saying I am a writer!
                      But a big change was waiting for me, some change that brought me back. gave back my confidence. my sister which was not my real sister but she mean lot to me. she motivated or supported me such a kind that I got again in world of writing. still I can't forget her.
                      This journey never gonna end. even if I dead. because I lived in my writing which never gonna end! I will be there till the end of world  .and my sister too!
                                                                       -ANIKET THAOKAR
                       
                         

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