Did we ever feel too little to make a difference or becloud our minds with doubts and disbelief? I guess i was on that path at some point. Just like my reflection in the mirror, I could see myself in these kids. Seven years ago,when i wrote this book, titled “MY DREAMS, MY PRIDE” I didn’t think that little drops of water could form a river or that one step was the beginning of a journey.
I was that child that could express herself only when she needed to. I couldn’t express it all or tell enough about all my overwhelming thoughts so i started writing. That way, i could express myself a lot better. This is a day i won’t forget in a hurry. After a stretchy road trip, I successfully and whole heartedly gave out over 400 free copies of my book to these rare gems. In them, i could see the rays of sunlight and beautiful hearts of delight. The joy in their eyes filled my soul.
I didn’t fail to tell them not to ever feel like they didn’t have the privilege to express themselves and to always believe in themselves. Like i’d always say “Every step counts”. Standing before them brought a lot of memories. All the times when i would scribble and scrabble on paper and smile when i make sense out of it and the times when i didn’t, I will encourage myself and say ” Oh well, I bet if i looked at it tomorrow it will make some sense”. I met this adorable little girl too and her boldness struck me.
That kept my heart melting the whole time. I’ve had a lot of people ask me if i was writing because i wanted to make money out of it. Well, you wouldn’t ruin a flower you loved just because you wanted its nectar. I guess i’ve finally been able to answer that question. My joy and fulfillment rises at its peak at every given opportunity to serve as an inspiration. This was a beautiful experience and i can’t wait for more.