Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it’s the answer to everything. It’s the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it’s a cactus.
I guess you are here because you want to know a bit about me. Huh? But dude, I’m not at all good at talking about myself, but I’ll give it a shot.
Um.. a wondering soul doing all possible wrongs in her life and living to tell the tale then. So I write everything. Believe me. You can trace every single precious moment of my life in my journals, diaries & memo(now a days). And then I rewrite, to make it right. Cus I told you earlier, I am doing all possible wrongs man! Well not everytime! Sometimes good things too happen with me. So in precise, I am a sinner saved by amazing grace and resplendent love of writing. That is life saver damn!
‘Avni Kaushik’ is my name (pseudo). No, I don’t kinda hate my name, if you are thinking. But I sort of love this one more. So you see, another quality of me; I want to have what I want in life. Yes, you got it right! Stubborn, they call me!
Since I like to write, I am a reader too and that makes it obvious, I am a bibliophile. I had lived hundreds of lives.(Just a metaphor, in case you take words on literal sense) And among all, Amy (Gone Girl) & Robert Langdon (Dan Brown Series) are my favourite. You know, there’s a quote on which I firmly believe. And here it is what it says,
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one.
Here goes one more thing which I wanna add to your knowledge. I have a wish. Everyone fantasize about things. Some which can happen, kinda real stuff. And some which are never ever gonna happen in their whole life. No matter what form of energy look after it. Just like others, I have also fantasize about how my perfect life would look like. So the most important ingredient of my perfect life would be happiness (and weirdness too). So once I thought of the most gloomy moment which can occur in my life. And guess what. I found it. But after life. That is my funeral ceremony. So my wish is when I die, my epitaph should read like this,
This dumbass had lived million lives. What matters when one had came to an end. However her alternatives were more salubrious.
I know, weird yea! But my kind of thing.
Since I said I am not good at talking about myself, this talk should come to an end. Ending this page on a good note(as mentioning death or great loss should not be the end), here goes the last thing about me. And that is a secret about which my friends don’t even know. And that is, I am a typical teen. Just like you. Well, most of you. I do exactly the same thing you do, day in and day out. I go to school, I go for tuitions, I have long term goals for me, I think I am pretty serious about my career then I open Instagram, to prove myself wrong. So if you want to know about me. Look within you. Yes You!