This morning while I was thinking what to write, there were so many things which was coming into my mind and I was thinking okay let me write about this topic or person and on the other side I thought okay let me write about this.
There was so much confusion about people and places I have visited and every time I meet a new person they gave me energy, happy zones, and a story to tell; however, it’s very hard to create a story out of it.
People fear writers; reason being that what if their story got published in the other round?
My Grandfather, used to tell me different stories and I guess the art of storytelling I learned from him, he was an entertainer at least for me; he never failed me to laugh.
He not only taught me the art of storytelling but he also told me how to be independent, focus on what I am doing.
I guess your people with whom you spent half of your lives they create a massive impact in your personality; thoughts and how you see life.
Many of us are still not clear with the thoughts or maybe I wasn’t a few years back but today I can say I have learned so much with each one of you who are reading this, who knows me personally and I will learn more with the new people, the journey is too long and I am sure there is so much more to learn, see and a story to tell.
Speaking of my grandfather he was the man who loved me and now he is no more, but I had my best days with him and the best stories đŸ™‚
not all blogs can motivate you there are some which takes you the people and places.
Love – Mitali Rawat
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