Laugh Till You Have Real Teeth 🦷
Loud laughters and sunny smiles that’s all
Writing is often seen as a solitary job. You might have seen writers like Hemingway pouring his soul naked onto the typewriter, Keats madly longing for Fanny Brawne, Kafka transforming into an insect to escape the world’s severity, and Ezra Pound composing fragmented or oblique verses. This depiction of writers can paint them as perpetually melancholic. But is that truly the case? Do writers never laugh or joke?
I believe writers are keen observers, often immersing themselves in the lives of others. They feel deeply, see intensely, and articulate their concerns vividly. This constant engagement with the world can sometimes overshadow their vibrant personalities. To be sensitive is at times a curse.
However, it’s not just writers who appear serious. Many people seem to have forgotten how to laugh. Whether stuck in traffic, where drivers are often frowning and exchanging irritable looks ,or in offices where exhausted faces greet you instead of smiles, and even in schools with teachers who seem more focused on their responsibilities than on connecting with students, there’s a pervasive lack of joy.
