Wednesday, 9 March 2016

Power of Women

 Power of Women – Pages from a Writer’s Life

 -    Gorby George

THE INSPIRER:

21st May 1997
Dear Diary,
My name is Kenny and am 5 years old. My Mom telling me to start writing diary so I can also write stories one day like the ones my mom tell me. I will love to be a writer one day. I really love my Mom for helped helping me. I love writing the letter ‘O’ and therefor writing it like a ball. I like playing football in school and I always win by kicking the ball. My Mom tells me stories every day and I also want to write. So I am writing in diary my stories and my life. My favorite story is Three Little Pigs where the wolf comes and says ‘Huff and puff and I will blow down your house. I am glad the little pigs escape. I asked Mom for a pig or puppy as pet but she wouldn’t allow. But she boght me this diary in which I will write and write and write.

Me here,
Kenny

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THE ENCOURAGER:

14th October 2002

Dear Diary,
Today is one of the best days of my life. From a small age I have been writing to you but I wrote my first story recently. I just wrote it simply based upon an idea about how a man and a tree grew up together and how they their lives ends together growing old. You cannot bear my sister sometimes but she actually took my story and submitted it our city’s children’s short story competition. I had no idea anything about this except when my friend told me that my name had come in the paper today for winning the second place. I was shocked, I rushed back home and opened the door just to see all of them smiling with Mom telling me my Sister had submitted it. I am always angry at her cause she touches my stuff but today I was willing to forgive. I saw her and I ran and hugged her. She just said, ‘Mom, I think your son needs a mental check-up’. I just ignored it as I was really happy.

Me here,
Kenny  


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THE MOTIVATER:


7th Jan 2010
Dear Diary,
Something very interesting happened today.
My 12th standard classes are about to be over and well my school years are finally coming to an end. One last annual day. Oh well! As a tradition we would be doing a play usually one of those scripts or plays from our text books. I am sure students know the words of Mark Antony’s speech by heart by now. Well, we were discussing regarding the cast when Biji Miss asked a question, ‘Kenny you have been winning prizes from time to time could you write a new play?’ I almost scoffed at the idea. Stories are one thing but a play? I looked at her and well she was serious and she was my favourite teacher too. I am giving it a thought and well the more I think about it the more excited I am. When I write short stories I can bring the characters to life only through imagination but here I am presented a chance to actually see them perform. I am going to start writing

Me Here,

Kenny
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THE CRITICIZER:

9TH March 2016
Dear Diary,
Arya just eats my head. Oh my God! Sorry Diary! Too busy with work to write it down hence typing. I will print and paste this page on you later.
Arya has been my friend for a long time now and she always finds mistakes in whatever I write. The reason I get so irritated is because of the fact that she is true every time. Today basically I entered a short story for a competition in my company as part of the Women’s Day thinking it was one of my best efforts and well she has come up with a hundred things which could have been improved.
I guess being silent would have been even more painful and I have begun to cherish the points she make as it only makes the stories even better.
Anyways, have a call tomorrow. Too tired. Later.

Me here,
Kenny

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THE SUPPORTER:

4th July 2043
Dear Diary,
Today we celebrated our 25th Wedding Anniversary together. My life after leaving a stable job to become a writer has never been easy but she has always been there for me. My decision to quit my job to become a writer was looked down upon by everyone but she was the one who stood by me and believed in me. Her belief has led me to become one of the most recognized and successful writers of my time. No words could describe the support I received from her.
I wish we live to see our 50th Anniversary together and many years more.

Me here,
Kenny

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THE END:

21st March 2078
Dear Diary,
I guess this would be one of my last times I would be writing to you. I began my journey writing to you and it is only befitting to end it with you. My life has always been inspired by many people but reflecting back I can quote James Browns song
This is a mans world but it would be nothing without a woman or a girl.

Me here

Kenny
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