Writing and rewriting

And so I sit down here. Writing and rewriting. Scrapping paragraphs (yes! It hurts to scrap entire paragraphs of what you’ve written, but you have to) altogether.

And then I write these few lines – exactly as they unravel from within.

No clue why. No reason why.

I guess I’m shy. To openly cry.

Dammit! Why be poetic when you’re not writing a poem?

Let me know when you come to know.

Varun Rajagopalan.