Why do rains always put me in the mood to write?
(Not that I ever need an excuse!)
Probably because they always put me in the mood to read?
There is something to be said about the manner in which, in the middle of a seemingly mundane day, the clouds just burst open with an out pour, making us leave whatever we are doing and take notice. Take notice – and in doing so, get lost in something else entirely. It is like a break from all the pressures, responsibilities and headaches that are part and parcel of our daily lives. A welcome relief. Often, a much-needed respite.
That is how I view literature as. An escape in the midst of life. An escape into something livelier. Something larger than us, larger than life. Away from the din, far from the madding crowd, a world entirely unto itself. Words strung together in stories, reminiscing a plethora of different lives, times and places. Worlds spun into the beautiful rhythms of poetry, a promise of all that could be. Words entwined together in a song, unleashing the music of the soul.
I love dancing in the rain, it makes me live in willful abandon.
I love literature. It sets me free.
Thank you so much everyone for showering so much love on the ‘Why A Poet” series. I am beyond grateful. Looking forward to your views on this piece too. So, please don’t forget to leave your thoughts in the comments section down below.
As always, thank you so much for reading!
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