Tell Your Story

Kaleidoscope
The Coffeelicious
Published in
3 min readFeb 22, 2016

Interesting isn’t it? To ask “what’s your story?”

Abstract imagery. Contrast of Dead and Alive. [All rights reserved]

We all have our stories. We either disregard it, overly dramatize it or hide it like a sin. But our story is unique, it is significant, and most importantly it is a paramount part of our existence. We should also be aware that we’re telling ourselves the right version. The fun bit about our stories is that we can change any time/anyway we like.

There is a tale behind every action of ours and every possession of ours. How an artifact kindles to the unknown realms of our brain and pulls forward a memory that was more forgotten than remembered. How a random event extracts a completely unrelated and insignificant memory from childhood. All this happens is because we have a story, we’ve been living one all our life whether we be conscious of it or not.

Memories have a way of being captured that way, in an artifact, your favorite clothing, the food you eat and the words you write. They all take in inside them a tale of all that happened and all that was felt. As years go by they remain to serve as a means of an escape to the good times of the past. For the past only holds good times, there is less sadness in hindsight.

As an artist every illustration of mine tells a story. I make it a point to surround myself with an interesting ambiance while I get busy with my paper and pen. Every image every stroke invokes a memory of a video, podcast or the image of a steaming cuppa. The emotions felt, memories evoked and words exchanged, they all appear with fascinating precision.

Even as I read this article days, maybe years later, I would remember the darkness and cool air that surrounds me, my journal open flat in front of me, the to-do list with un-ticked stack of obligations that overpowers me with a sense of dread and stress, or at least how I am craving a warm cup of Earl Grey.

Maybe I will only remember how I toiled in getting my profile pic right. Because that’s what took more effort than writing this story. Feels rather stressful now but these are the good times of my future.

“If you take a book with you on a journey,” Mo had said when he put the first one in her box, “an odd thing happens: The book begins collecting your memories. And forever after you have only to open that book to be back where you first read it. It will all come into your mind with the very first words: the sights you saw in that place, what it smelled like, the ice cream you ate while you were reading it… yes, books are like flypaper — memories cling to the printed page better than anything else.” — Inkheart, Cornelia Funke

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Kaleidoscope
The Coffeelicious

Miss Fahi. For the love of paper and pen I scribble and sketch. I'm here to give a glimpse of this world through my kaleidoscope. Freelance writer. Artist.