An inspiration that made him a writer..

It was an evening during the late winters. I was just checking out my profile and found a message from Ayushi.  Let me tell you about her, she was my best friend. She was so supportive, so caring that anyone could fall for her. She met me 2 years back on Facebook but later on we had so many meetings, and during every meeting we had so many special memories. Though she was a year elder to me but it was quite comfortable for me. She was a box of suggestions, just you need to put your hand and you will come up with one. Now let’s get back to the message.

“Hey Pawan.”

“Hie Ayushi”

“How are you doing Pawan? I have a surprise for you.”

“I am awesome what about you? And what surprise, please tell me na? I am so excited now.”

“No not now Pawan. Check it out tomorrow’s morning and you will get it there on phone.” Ayushi replied.

“Okay *SAD EMOJI*. Bye. Goodnight C’ya” I replied back.

I couldn’t think of anything that night. I was not able to sleep the whole night. I had to make some sacrifices with my bed. It was already missing me but I was on a chair, sitting and thinking about it. Next morning, I was awakened by my mom and I found myself sitting on my chair. I packed my bag as soon as I could. And found my cell phone with no battery. I rushed back to my room and plugged the charger. Finally I had the view of that message. And I was surprised to see that it’s just a link. I opened it, checked it. And found it was an anthology and there I could see her name on the cover page as a contributing author. I was shocked for one sec but then I realized that I have a friend who can write, who is now an author. I just wanted to congratulate her but it was my bus that came on time.

(During a conversation with my best friend in school.)

 “Hie Rohan.Do you know my friend Ayushi is now an author!” I said with an excitement on my face.

“No re. Congrats her from my side”

“Dude I haven’t congratulated her till now. First let me do it.”

“Haha. Okay No problem. Let’s go to canteen”

We discussed about it and I was feeling so lucky to have a author friend in my friend list who can write, who can sing well.

 “Hey Ayushi. You never told me that you write also. I hate you for that but yea I love you for this book idiot. I am so happy. Can’t express it” I called her straight away after going back to home.

“Yea. When someone has so talented and famous friend like you then everybody wants to be a lil famous. I just shared my experiences in the book that’s it.” Ayushi said.

“Yea yea. Famous and I are two opposite things Ayu.” I smiled.

“Acha. If you really like it then order it na, for whom you are waiting”

“Yup wait let me order it and I will catch you later. Bye”

It was such a nice day, I placed an order and I was waiting to read the story.

(After receiving the book.)

“Finally Ayushi, I have the book in my hand” I messaged her.

“Oh really? Then go for it now na. Read my story first and then you go with others. And I am waiting for your reviews”

“Ayushi I am little busy and I will surely send you tonight. Take care”

“Huh. Busy personality. Bye” She replied with an angry face. I was reading her story and found myself in the imagination. Every incident was so real. After her story, I thought to check more stories.

And I found “Love that hurts.” by Prakriti Mishra. I started reading it out. It was such a nice story, written so beautifully and in the end it created such a scenario that made me cried. I turned the pages and was reading the Author’s Bio. I found myself shocked again. It was a story written by a 9th class girl. I opened my facebook account and sent her a beautiful appreciating message.

10.30 Pm (THE SAME DAY)

I was lying on my bed, looking at the ceiling. One thought came up to my mind that “WHEN A LITTLE GIRL CAN WRITE THEN WHY CAN’T I? WHY CAN’T THE ONE WHO HAD SO MANY EXPERIENCES?” It was enough for me. It was enough for me to change my life. From there I started trying to make sentences and the inspiration made me to write. It made me contributor of 8 Books and now I can proudly say that I AM A PROUD writer now.

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