You need not read to write.

Unless of course, you’re learning the language.

My love for writing strayed me away from it. 

I was plummeted into a self proclaimed sabbatical from my amateur authorial addiction into a persistent period of reading. Not that I did not read before. It was just that reading through my own texts sometimes made me realize that I need to read more, to be able to write.

But after that eternity of silent, non-scribbling (or let’s say, non-typing) activity, the emergence was no where near the expectation.

My writing style, was the same. The way I penned down my thoughts remained consistent, irrespective of which author’s beautifully woven words wrapped around my literate mind.

So, if that pen and dusty old diary stays awaiting on your table, grab it now. Open the word pad that you’ve saved for days on end to write that piece you have in mind. 

Leave the citizenship or procrasti‘nation’. 

Read for the sake of reading.

Write today. 

Your each mesmerizing paragraph, queued sentences, and magical arrangement of words, may together form that one hard bound collection of pages, that would perhaps create a new definition for ‘being addicted’- to reading.