I have started writing it….

I have always thought about writing.I am not talking about a blog or a short story.This is very personal.This is about me.I am not taking about an autobiography.I don`t think that i am that much famous to do that.May be i should call  it a memior or may be lets call it a short story. I am so eager to start it writing.What ever i do i thought about content and style.whether i am in the shower or in the kitchen making a spicy biryni , running on the treadmill in the gym , travelling through the tube . My mind seems to be busy in writing the content of this memoir and  ignores the sorroudings even that pretty face curly hair girl that that travel every day in the same carriage as me in the train eating the same packet of biscuits , that young teen ager who  plays the same crazy chicks game on his console every day.All this goes in the back ground and in the foreground my mind is busy in completing this vital , once in a life time project.

But i haven`t been able yet to write it.Not because i am lazy.but because i fear,i fear i may get carried away.I may get too much emotional.But then how do writers cope when they write about emotions.How philosphers,poets , writers cope.Writing a book or story may emotionally shatter them .How Khalil Gibran would have completed writing Broken Wings.What would be Chales Dickens personal feeling when he wrote an account of poor Oliver Twist.How Iqbal coped with writing bang-e-Dara ?

All these questions resounds in my mind but i started.I started to write my first few paragraphs and  i am so relieved.This is about me and everything that connects to me.I have started.

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