It Comes Naturally.

Do I Know What I am going to write

before I complete?

No, I don’t.

Actually, I don’t know it even when I start

I just sit.

It comes.

it flows through me.

As a kid, it was always a paper and a pen.

As I grew, it was the typewriter.

Today, it is the keyboard and my screen.

Writing comes. It is a call.

Almost similar to nature’s call.

Yes. Actually, its exactly like that.

Writing to me is like pee.

When it comes, it has to be taken out.

Not to offend writing (I would never disrespect this beautiful art)

But trust me, writing to me is that natural.

Like exhaling.

I mean, for how long can one hold one’s breath?

About Post Author

Surabhi Pandey

A journalist by training, Surabhi is a writer and content consultant currently based in Singapore. She has over seven years of experience in journalistic and business writing, qualitative research, proofreading, copyediting and SEO. Working in different capacities as a freelancer, she produces both print and digital content and leads campaigns for a wide range of brands and organisations – covering topics ranging from technology to education and travel to lifestyle with a keen focus on the APAC region.

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