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The other side of writing!

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When you write, your works become so visible that you are open to all critiques.” 

We write not because we are perfect. We write because we want to learn, improve and associate. (I wish this could be understood by everyone😞.) 

Fearlessly speaking, there are some people who behaves like they are the ‘master of all.’ These people, the self-claimed ‘master of all’ pokes their nose everywhere, just to mess up everything. They never appreciates anyone. Sometimes, it is too embarrassing especially when they poorly remarks on your writings😞. 

As a learner, mistakes are an unavoidable tag. Everybody knows it. (These ‘master of all’ also knows it, hopefully.) But it is ridiculous how they devalue your manuscript. And that’s why, I am saying, “When you write, your works become so visible that you are open to all critiques.” 

We know, English is such a diverse language that we can write something in either way we like it. It is a wonder in English like how we can express a single message in various ways. And I feel if the messages are been made clear, it suffices the need of writing. But you know what? These ‘master of all’ will always say that whatever he/she write is always right and whatever we write is always wrong. 


....I live in a society where very few people writes and where another hundreds of people
We know, English is such a diverse language that we can write something in either way we like it. It is a wonder in English like how we can express a single message in various ways. And I feel if the messages are been made clear, it suffices the need of writing. But you know what? These ‘master of all’ will always say that whatever he/she write is always right and whatever we write is always wrong.
find these writers wrong. That’s ok. For me, I have already broken the scandals of not being able to withstand the comments over my write-ups. It doesn’t matter to devalue my manuscript. It doesn’t matter if people finds no worth in reading my papers. I can still work out, I can still learn and improve over my mistakes. 

But sometimes, things just become too much to resist😧. And that’s when people take our manuscript easier. These ‘master of all’ doesn’t draft a single paper. But they always dance with finding the mistakes in what other have already drafted. 

....In my case, where I have to come up with a full blown story from a single and incomplete piece of information, I sometimes wish if someone can appreciate it rather than always finding it technically error. 

Apparently, I am interested in writing. I want to improve and become a skilled writer, one day. But with the existing trend where people don’t write a single sentence of their own but always pro-active in editing your manuscript and finding it wrong, I am finally feeling like I should give up writing for the sake of these ‘master of all’ people. 

Now, let me try being invisible and see what happens. Let me see how they can draft a full story from the kind of information I am accessed to. And let me see if I am always wrong and if they are always right. Perhaps, I may also be good at editing rather than compiling😌!

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