A wordsmith’s treasure trove

A wordsmith's treasure trove brings in a revisit to every emotion and experience

It might be fashionable to upcycle these days, but this is something fundamental you learn when you start out as a writer. Rather when you take to writing with unparalleled passion. If you are born to revel in compulsive wordsmithery, nothing in your life will ever go to waste. That is a selfish admission. From surreal moments experienced in solitude to rabid fights with the nosy neighbour to being singled out for demonisation during school and college days to a leaf pulled out from your atlas of sojourns to eavesdropped conversations to study of pickled faces that speak volumes in every fine line. It is a wordsmith’s elective: Every little feeling, flicker of emotion, cloudy thought, running image, reaction to situations, body language mapping, and prattle… will be tucked away carefully in your neurons for easy replay later, at some point in your life. Choose the moment. You can dip easily into this super-sanctuary, memory atlas, anytime, anywhere, at free will. It is an irreplaceable treasure that never lets you down, even in the face of a fashionable writer’s block.

As writers, we perceive aplenty. Rarely reacting, but always noticing, absorbing, reading in between lines, soaking up sights and sounds, nuances, tonal inflections. Forget the wisdom-laden pearls of how every experience is enriching (the positivity talk throttles me), you can tease emotions out of carefully chronicled memories, dating decades back. 

I remember my visual ode to the jewelled blue of the Arabian Sea when I landed at Kavaratti for the first time. It knocked the breath out of my lungs. The first taste of the Alphonso (overrated, due to first seasonal-starter tag), as I had grown up on a diet of Dasheri (the real king that arrives royally late). My clobbered first impression of Mumbai as the aircraft circled and cruised past the slums to land at the swish airport of the city of dreams. Or my toady eyes when I sat through my first Tamil thriller. ..

Shilpi Madan for The Sunday Standard

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