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April 13, 2015
Meet Nabaneeta Dangwal – Author
Hi I am Nabaneeta Dangwal and I love to read. And write. I have always had an active imagination and two passions – technology and words. As a young girl, I nurtured an ambition to work with technology, computers to be specific. Which I did for close to ten yearsRead the Rest...
April 12, 2015
Inspiration
Tricky little word this is… but here’s my thoughts on it.
Inspiration does not come from outside… it comes from within, it comes from yourself first.
“WOAH MADAM, WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!” – I hear ya, but hear me out.
All the beautiful art, will not be art, if the artist didn’t have inspiration within.
All the gorgeous sunsets and sunrises would be just another event, if the onlooker did not have inspiration within.
All the music in the world, poetry, writing… nature, God, children, births, deaths… It will all simply be just another ‘event’ happening without one iota of attention paid to it, because…. I wasn’t inspired to see the inspiration first.
I have to look into the space inside my head, my heart and soul, my entire being, to organise it in such a way to take onboard the fuel that will keep me inspired. THAT fuel, is the music, the poetry, the art, the blooming flowers… But the inspiration to to make that space in the first place: Nobody can help me with that. I craved inspiration and looked for it just about everywhere – bad habits and terrible choices included. Then one day, I stopped and thought:
My mind knows I need it.
My heart wants it.
My soul miss it….
So I connected the three and let them sort that stuff out among themselves – to find, slowly but surely, the inspiration was growing. Art looked different. Words sounded different. Music became far more interesting and diverse…
Why IS that?
Because I allowed the inspiration to to grow within, and took from the world the fuel to nurture it, to guide it, to give it joy and expression. I took the motivation to KEEP working on my inspiration, I leaned on my friends and family for support when the burden of growing my own inspiration became heavy and frankly, bloody hard work….
Now? Now I SEE inspiration in others, I try to FUEL them with the fruits from my internal trees, I try to SUPPORT others who are downtrodden under the hectic storms threatening to remove their inspiration.
So… call it what you like – or call it inspiration… but for me? It starts within. It starts with a second glance. It starts with a new attitude. It starts with a drop of water from a river painted in blood, sweat and tears.
Just don’t forget – once you have cultivated your inspiration… share the fuel that will help keep another’s alive, the same way yours is kept alive by those who share theirs.
xxx
Adri.
Inspiration does not come from outside… it comes from within, it comes from yourself first.
“WOAH MADAM, WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!” – I hear ya, but hear me out.
All the beautiful art, will not be art, if the artist didn’t have inspiration within.
All the gorgeous sunsets and sunrises would be just another event, if the onlooker did not have inspiration within.
All the music in the world, poetry, writing… nature, God, children, births, deaths… It will all simply be just another ‘event’ happening without one iota of attention paid to it, because…. I wasn’t inspired to see the inspiration first.
I have to look into the space inside my head, my heart and soul, my entire being, to organise it in such a way to take onboard the fuel that will keep me inspired. THAT fuel, is the music, the poetry, the art, the blooming flowers… But the inspiration to to make that space in the first place: Nobody can help me with that. I craved inspiration and looked for it just about everywhere – bad habits and terrible choices included. Then one day, I stopped and thought:
My mind knows I need it.
My heart wants it.
My soul miss it….
So I connected the three and let them sort that stuff out among themselves – to find, slowly but surely, the inspiration was growing. Art looked different. Words sounded different. Music became far more interesting and diverse…
Why IS that?
Because I allowed the inspiration to to grow within, and took from the world the fuel to nurture it, to guide it, to give it joy and expression. I took the motivation to KEEP working on my inspiration, I leaned on my friends and family for support when the burden of growing my own inspiration became heavy and frankly, bloody hard work….
Now? Now I SEE inspiration in others, I try to FUEL them with the fruits from my internal trees, I try to SUPPORT others who are downtrodden under the hectic storms threatening to remove their inspiration.
So… call it what you like – or call it inspiration… but for me? It starts within. It starts with a second glance. It starts with a new attitude. It starts with a drop of water from a river painted in blood, sweat and tears.
Just don’t forget – once you have cultivated your inspiration… share the fuel that will help keep another’s alive, the same way yours is kept alive by those who share theirs.
xxx
Adri.
April 10, 2015
A-Z Challenge: Day 10 – J is for Jokes
*Change is not a four letter word… even if your reaction to it is.* – Jeffrey Gitomer *Opportunity does not knock, it presents itself when you beat down the door.* – Kyle Chandler *Follow your passion, stay true to yourself, never follow someone else’s path unless you’re in the woods and you’reRead the Rest...
April 9, 2015
Only in my house – Fleas
Earlier in the evening, Kitter [my daughter, for those who do not know] STORMS into our room. She looks at her dad, then at me and declare with vendiction. “MOM! I don’t want to alarm you… but… I think I’m a flea.” At 17, I kind of expect just aboutRead the Rest...
A-Z Challenge: Day 9 – I is for Inspiration
Tricky little word this is… but here’s my thoughts on it. Inspiration does not come from outside… it comes from within, it comes from yourself first. “WOAH MADAM, WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!” – I hear ya, but hear me out. All the beautiful art, will not be art, if theRead the Rest...
Rookie Season – by V.K Robbins
Talented young ballplayer Clay Love has just been called up from the minors to play major league baseball. Freelance writer and divorcée Rose Lasting, the world’s biggest baseball fan, wasn’t expecting to fall in love when she fell into Clay’s arms, but fall in love she did. Now they areRead the Rest...
April 8, 2015
A-Z Challenge: Day 8 – H is for Heroes
I am not talking superman, or batman, or the characters from your favorite book, or a celeb, or … I am talking about the people right by your side. Who are your heroes? I am surrounded by them – My husband, daughter, Aunt Magda & Uncle Fred, their wives &Read the Rest...
Abandoned – by Jim Heskett
Q: What do a set of LEGO toys, a sexy hairdresser, a mountain of cocaine, a glitter-dusted stripper, and a crackhead with a mohawk have in common? A: Absolutely nothing. Except that they’re all key elements in the stories featured in this short collection. TO BUILD A HELICOPTER TheRead the Rest...
Delhi Yarns – by Nabaneeta Dangwal
Heartwarming urban short stories based in the enigmatic city of Delhi. A doctor who understands true love’s calling in “For As Long As…”, an adolescent who comes face-to-face with the reality of her life in “Broken”, a gay individual reflecting upon his choices in death in “Reverse Gear”, anRead the Rest...
April 6, 2015
A-Z Challenge: Day 7 – G is for Generalisation
If there is something that grinds my goat, this would be it. How easy it is to make a sweeping statement: “Everyone agrees…” Everyone, single one? “Nobody cares…” Really? Nobody? “They are all…” Are ‘they’? “We all do it…” Do ‘we’? “All the same…” Ugh! Peer pressure adds to theRead the Rest...
