Writing about Writing

here's what i penned down tonight...short and to the point!!

Sometimes i wish i could paint. Paint on the walls,paint on my hands, paint on the glass windows of my house. Even though i feel like painting i am terrible at it. I am terrible at anything that requires the artistic use of my hands so i write, and that too on a text editor. So that people don't see how terrible my hand writing is. I have felt helpless whenever i've had to write something on paper. But just to make this article more interesting for myself I am originally writing this on a piece of paper i found lying around on my desk and i just love the sound my pen is making when it hits the surface. And to make things even better the lights are out and i am using my sister's cell phone to see while i write this.

I wonder what is it that inspires me to write even when i have such a bad hand writing and what is it that inspires me to paint when i can't even draw a hut properly forget a human being. Something crosses my mind while i introspect about this. It's peace, and here's an explaination for it. While I am writing this people downstairs are shouting at the security guard, enquiring why the light's are out. We always have a choice. A choice to fill our time and space with chaos or peace and as i figured it out just now,I instinctively choose peace. It's deeply programmed in me.

Now that the power is back on I am going to write this on my text editor for others to see :)