I knew I would be a writer right from when I was a wee li’l girl. A writer’s thrill swept through me when I held my 1st pencil in my chubby li’l fingers.
My family and the rest of the world knew I would be a writer at about the same time, I imagine. Something (definitely not a thrill) must have swept through them when they saw the writing on the wall – to be precise, when they saw me writing on the walls of the living cum dining room of our apartment in Goa. With my 1st pencil. I don’t precisely remember if their expression was awe, admiration, adulation – or all of the above. 🙂
I can imagine my literary works, all bound up in glossy gilt jackets, topping the New York Best-selling List, the rave reviews in all leading newspapers and an adoring public buying up my books like there’s no tomorrow!
However, before that, there’s a little matter that needs to be sorted out and that is – what should I write? I mean what should be my genre, my bracket, my forte?
Should I be an all-rounder? You know, churn out a few novels here, a couple of verses there, a skit or two….. have a finger in several pies, so to say?
On second thoughts, I think not. Too many pies could get messy.
So should I then focus all my talent and energy into writing novels? I could start off with The Great Indian Novel. It would have an epic plot with multiple characters mouthing bombastic words which would get people rushing to their dictionaries. Imagine that!
But then again – does the world need another Shashi Tharoor? Something tells me No, it does not. So that’s out then!
Maybe I could try my hand at some poetry. Yes! Poetry is charming, graceful and pleasant to read – just the qualities I would use to describe myself. 😉 So why not give it a try!! My 1st poetic line would go something like this – “My life is like an orange” Then all I have to do is sit back and throw in words to rhyme with that.
But wait …… didn’t I read somewhere that there’s no word which rhymes with ‘orange’ in the English language? Except maybe derange – which is where my mind is headed if I go along with this. Better not then!
So how about a crime thriller?? A racy Who-Dun-It!! I could have a suave Private Eye, sinister gangsters, lots of blood, hot highway chases and of course the gangster’s moll!! OOOOOH this is getting thrilling!! Just imagine – it could even be adapted into a Bollywood Blockbuster!!! A Film Award or two. Fame. Fortune…… !
Hey but, just a second – with the B gang’s poor record for not giving credit and payment where it’s due, do you think I should get into this one?? Too much hassle right?
So then…. what’ll it be?? A gentle romance maybe? You know – Chapter 1 could open with a pale blue sky, a couple of moons, and butterflies and balloons flitting around. The hero would be broad-shouldered and devastatingly handsome. The heroine would have a heart-shaped face with big black eyes fringed with eyelashes as long as broomsticks and cheeks as red as over-ripe tomatoes. Awww!! 🙂 And the hip-wiggling scantily-clad ‘other woman’ would……….. Oh dear! This is getting terribly embarrassing. I mean – Imagine my family reading that! I can already see my two sons rolling off their chair hooting with laughter…!!
Well then. I think I’ll try my hand at writing a play. I might just have a flair for it, me thinks. Why it might even be staged on Broadway! It could break the record for the longest running play ever! I can just imagine…..!
*This piece was originally written for and published in the Navhind Times, Goa; many years back. Re-posted it here with a few tweaks.