When I was younger, I wanted to ask many questions but I couldn’t because painful slaps were usually the answers to my questions. The curiosity vibe in me was locked with slaps. So I stayed mute, which turned me to be kind of introvert. I don’t think I’m one. I love to talk, to teach, to argue in order to separate the wheat from the chaff, to express my ideas and opinions. It doesn’t matter if you agree with me or not.
As a kid, growing up was hard. I saw injustice, oppression, betrayal, hypocrisy, heartbreak, love and courage. I wanted to voice all these out as a kid but I couldn’t, and then I found an alternative route which is writing. I found many answers to my questions from books. I walked hours just to read books. Books gave me confidence to believe in myself. I wanted to write stories of every experience I had had, and the experience of the present and of the future because we all have stories and this is what connects us together as humans.
I chose writing among all professions because writing allows me to tell my story in my own way; it allows me to express my ideas, thoughts and perspective of the world. If you’re blocked from expressing your ideas, write. Write, because no one cares to listen anymore.
-MOAB © 2014