Something that kept
me anchored…
Hi there, Hope you are doing fine. Welcome to the second
episode of my blog, wait a sec, is it episode or chapter or something else?
Anyways welcome!!! Now if you are new here, I am really glad you found me and
chose to read my blog. Also, if you have already read the disclaimer in my
first episode, you my friend are the coolest and if you didn’t please head out
to my first episode of this blog then you will also be the coolest too :p, I am
too lazy to copy it here :P. Yea yea , I know, I dragged it too long! I am an over
thinker, over writer (if it is even a word) and what not. Ok let me start…
Ok the year 2020 was like a present from your relatives which you disliked a lot and wanted to throw right away but you just couldn't because your mom would scold you if you did and hence had to keep it forever
with you. And 2021 is proving to be still worse. The amount of uncertainty and
the anxiety that this pandemic has brought along is just unfathomable. I can’t
even begin to imagine what people have gone through and are still going
through. I myself have suffered from anxiousness and stress of not knowing what
the future holds. But through this all, something has helped me to stay afloat,
has kept me anchored and that is…art.
Art, yes art was the thing that kept me anchored. It is
difficult to manage uncertainty. You feel so drained that it becomes so
difficult to stay afloat. But you have to. Life has meaning only when it
flourishes and grows. Life is a bumpy ride and that’s why it holds true meaning
of being something great after each fall. Well, certainly 2020 was the biggest
fall. Through it all, art kept me sane. I always enjoyed art and I still do. It
was my anchor and still continues to be.
I had thoughts of creating an art page for quite a long time but was too lazy to start one.I know I am awesome that way;p. It was my angel friend who came to my aid and created one for me without whom I would be still dreaming of creating one(😂)
Anyways , coming back, It was difficult at the beginning.
Some days I just felt like giving up, but somehow I kept at it. Although I Loved
art like nothing else, I admit that I felt a little overwhelmed quite a lot of
times. In times such as these, it is very difficult to stay positive and bright,
to remain consistent to do the things you love to do. But you need to find a
way and more importantly I realized there is always a way. So I kept on
painting, even when I felt like I dint want to, I just took a break but never
gave upon the one thing I loved. The more and more I painted, the more focused
I got, and the more I discovered about what exactly I wanted to do with my
life. Slowly my hobby of painting turned into a full time job (which is not
paying yet: p, but I am determined to make it into one). Art not just was an
escape but it became my passion. I know this is too much of a philosophy, but
let me tell you, it is true.
It is not the happy beginning or a happy ending, it is the journey that holds true meaning. One important thing I learnt and I am still learning is the importance of little efforts. Little efforts matter. I think so there is a saying like tiny drops make an ocean and it is true. You start with something small and build your way to the top.
Make efforts every day, no matter how small they are.I know it is not easy. Believe me. Find
that one thing you love, it maybe art, music, dance anything that anchors you.
Put little efforts every day and you will see results. Believe in yourself and
you will come out stronger from this situation.
This was a short one. Hope you liked it. I am trying my best to put all my thoughts into meaningful words. On an ending note I want to say, to those of you who have found that one thing that you love, your passion, I am really happy for you, keep at it and make little efforts every day and for those who are still on this quest, don’t worry, I know you will definitely find the one thing you love, just keep at it and don’t give up coz I believe in you.
🤍
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