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           Billions of questions are being asked by million and millions of people. Every human is chasing just to find the missing piece of the unsolved puzzle. Different questions with corresponding answers dwelling on someone's mind.  You couldn't probably live your life without asking, you can't. Some would ask, "how to love writing?" But me, I would rather ask, "How to live without writing?"
        Writing is a road that anyone can drive but not everyone can reach their destination. Anyone can be a writer but not all of them can write the true meaning of writing. I would say that everything you read began with writing, every single word built by letters to form a sentence is the so called writing. Even this story you are reading about,  believe me or not it started with writing.
          I want to cry but instead of letting my tears live my eyes I would better choose to hold my pen and let it to write my feelings on its partner, the paper. Everytime I have something to write about they were always present and ready to fill an ink to the empty paper.
         Everthing started with a simple question with its austere choices, yes or no? Yes, for embracing and letting the pen be part of my life,  and No, for closing my hand and let the pen walkaway with its imaginary tears.
          I remembered the time when my classmate asked me if I'm willing to become a campus journalist. Yes or No? It's when Im in grade 5 level of my elementary education. Well, Im good in drawing that's why they were encouraging me to become a editorial cartoonist. I said yes to this offer, I never knew that this simple answer would wrote the beginning of the life that I used to live. I served as school paper cartoonist until I graduated in elementary.
          As I finished my elementary education, a lot of dreams began to formulate. Imagination that I want to become a reality someday. That's July, when Im already a Grade 7 student and still adjusting on the new environment. Culture shock didn't gave me any hesitation to join the School Based Press Conference but rather it gave me more confidence to join the battle. Different faces and different level of skill around me, what a amazing student of Cristo Rey High School.   
          As a newbie in secondary level I attended competition but only as a observer. Until I step up on Grade 8, I became a soldier in the battle, holding my pen and my belief that I can win this fight. I'm lucky that this very first time battle gave me an unforgetable experience, the Division Schools Press Conference.
         In my three years of becoming a good cartoonist of Ing Martsa, it gave me enough experience. But the sense of fullfilment is not already with me, I wanted to try something more arduous. In my grade 10 education, I changed my identity from cartoonist to a writer. Another adjustment but it's not a problem, I'm aggressive in representing the name of my school. I served as a News writer and even a Feature writer. And I'm not failed to join DSPC two times in the three years of being a writer. Now, I'm in grade 11 of my study and still a proud member of the CRHS fabulous school publication.
          In my six years of being a journalist I used to live with writing. Writing is a road that anyone can drive, Im one of them. Destination? Not yet, still in journey with endeavor. Anyone can be a writer but not all of them can write the true meaning of writing, I could say that I already writing the true meaning and still in the intoduction of my paragraph, writing as my life.
          I could  say it directly, I can't live without writing. Experience gave me enough strength to tigthly hold the pen. Now, tell me how? Tell me how to live without writing.
        How about you ?


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launchora_imgSowbhagya Varma
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Just one thing Can't the road be more beautiful than the destination?
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