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He Comes and He Goes

He visits me often. And today, he has come again.

When he comes, I feel uncomfortable. My words fail me. My thoughts fail me. My keyboards fail me. My pens fail me. My thoughts dry and frustration creeps in. I lose faith in myself. There is no point in trying.

He is my constant enemy and a dreadful one at that. When he is near, new ideas shy away from me. I cannot hold onto the truth that I end up jotting down a few paragraphs of embarrassing lines. No philosophy helps. No advice is worth taking. Taking rest only complicates the situation. Goddess of Sleep rarely visits my bedroom when he is around.

Most people think it is normal. But it takes a lot of effort to win over him. People suggest me not to compare my work and style with others because that’s when he sees us vulnerable. That's when our confidence level is so low. But I end up doing what I am asked not to do every day, when he is around. And when I know it, it is a little too late. The experience leaves deep scars and hesitates to go away. Coming back is tough. It is almost as good as starting from the scratch. It takes quite some time to reconnect with the ideas abandoned earlier.

But if determination is strong, victories are within our reach.

He comes often. And he has come today. I am struggling to fight him and exhibit my strength. He is a tough guy. But like all bad guys, he must accept his defeat one day.

Writers’ Block is like that - he comes and he goes.

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