No, no no.! I'm not in melancholy while I'm writing this, I'm just in a "Damn it" mood.
Yesterday, I found myself walking down to Sapna Book House in Indiranagar after work. A great book idea had come to my mind and I thought I should pen it down before I lost the thought. And I am a "Nakhrey-waali" writer. Before I write down anything, I need a colorful notebook. God! I'm so obsessed with colors. So, I thought I would get a brand new, colorful notebook and then start writing... :) The next moment I was in the book store.
I thought I would just pick up a notebook quickly and get going. But a pack of colorful pens grabbed my attention. I grab it. I feel so nice. Then I go through a lot of notebooks and a MTV notebook took my heart away. I grab it too. I should get going, I thought to myself but wait, should I go upstairs and check out some books? No. Because whenever I see the whole lot of books stacked up there I get demotivated to write. There are so many books waiting to catch the attention of readers that I think no one would ever read my book. That is if I manage to write one. I close one eye because I don't want to get influenced by seeing a lot of books. I find a huge guy staring at me. Check out the books, you moron. I feel like telling him.
"The One You Cannot Have"- By Preeti Shenoy. This book caught my attention. The title of the book related to some part in me. So I pick the book up and go through the last page. I kind of liked it. Without thinking much I buy it. I pay the bill and rush off from the store. I take an auto, sit back and ponder.
I'm happy with myself. I feel proud. Wah, what an idea for a book. I'm gonna write an awesome book. I should start writing it as soon as I reach home. I gather some thoughts while on the journey inside the auto. I can't wait to reach home. It took me almost half an hour to reach. By that time I had gathered enough thoughts, that's what I thought..:)
I reach home. Immediately I tear off the seal from the copy, opened the pen packet, grab a pink pen and started writing. I didn't even care to change my clothes. After an hour I managed to write just about 2 pages and my think tank was almost empty. I stopped.
I changed my clothes. I started cooking. I watch some TV. I have my dinner and then I thought I will just read the book that I bought before sleeping. Till then I had forgotten all about the book that I had bought.
I open it and start reading. After reading a page I suddenly flipped through all the pages quickly and Damn it! The book that I was going to write (or what I have already wrote, just that the book only had 2 pages) almost had the same idea. Damn, Damn, Damn. I kept repeating it to myself.
I sleep off having lost the zeal to read the book or write my own book. Morning I wake up, think over it and then decide "I'm gonna write the book anyway"...But if one day I complete it and it happens to get published, please don't say that I was influenced by Preeti Shenoy's book. I'll be hurt.
I read more pages of the book this morning and realised that the basic idea is same like mine but my characters are going to be different. Because book is not about ideas but you you bring the characters into life. I'm feeling a bit motivated already... :) :) :) Feeling good.
P.S : I shall give a review of the Preeti Shenoy's book after I'm done reading it.
Yesterday, I found myself walking down to Sapna Book House in Indiranagar after work. A great book idea had come to my mind and I thought I should pen it down before I lost the thought. And I am a "Nakhrey-waali" writer. Before I write down anything, I need a colorful notebook. God! I'm so obsessed with colors. So, I thought I would get a brand new, colorful notebook and then start writing... :) The next moment I was in the book store.
I thought I would just pick up a notebook quickly and get going. But a pack of colorful pens grabbed my attention. I grab it. I feel so nice. Then I go through a lot of notebooks and a MTV notebook took my heart away. I grab it too. I should get going, I thought to myself but wait, should I go upstairs and check out some books? No. Because whenever I see the whole lot of books stacked up there I get demotivated to write. There are so many books waiting to catch the attention of readers that I think no one would ever read my book. That is if I manage to write one. I close one eye because I don't want to get influenced by seeing a lot of books. I find a huge guy staring at me. Check out the books, you moron. I feel like telling him.
"The One You Cannot Have"- By Preeti Shenoy. This book caught my attention. The title of the book related to some part in me. So I pick the book up and go through the last page. I kind of liked it. Without thinking much I buy it. I pay the bill and rush off from the store. I take an auto, sit back and ponder.
I'm happy with myself. I feel proud. Wah, what an idea for a book. I'm gonna write an awesome book. I should start writing it as soon as I reach home. I gather some thoughts while on the journey inside the auto. I can't wait to reach home. It took me almost half an hour to reach. By that time I had gathered enough thoughts, that's what I thought..:)
I reach home. Immediately I tear off the seal from the copy, opened the pen packet, grab a pink pen and started writing. I didn't even care to change my clothes. After an hour I managed to write just about 2 pages and my think tank was almost empty. I stopped.
I changed my clothes. I started cooking. I watch some TV. I have my dinner and then I thought I will just read the book that I bought before sleeping. Till then I had forgotten all about the book that I had bought.
I open it and start reading. After reading a page I suddenly flipped through all the pages quickly and Damn it! The book that I was going to write (or what I have already wrote, just that the book only had 2 pages) almost had the same idea. Damn, Damn, Damn. I kept repeating it to myself.
I sleep off having lost the zeal to read the book or write my own book. Morning I wake up, think over it and then decide "I'm gonna write the book anyway"...But if one day I complete it and it happens to get published, please don't say that I was influenced by Preeti Shenoy's book. I'll be hurt.
I read more pages of the book this morning and realised that the basic idea is same like mine but my characters are going to be different. Because book is not about ideas but you you bring the characters into life. I'm feeling a bit motivated already... :) :) :) Feeling good.
P.S : I shall give a review of the Preeti Shenoy's book after I'm done reading it.
