Where Does Creativity come From?

One word for you, dear one ~ Courage. We will get to this later.

Some say that creativity is the hallmark of mankind. I totally agree. Look for yourself, the stamp of the universe is just somewhere below your right earlobe ~ A stamp which says in stark black, “Creativity is in your default factory settings.”

But alas, I say with a sigh, some elitist have let it be rumoured that creativity is inborn in just a handful ~ the creamy layer. However, I am lactose intolerant and hence I am officially allergic to this cream and also the butter that the elitist slather the talented few in.

Creativity, my friend, is a gift from this universe. This world is not a killer but a subduer of creativity. Just like a cartoon with hilarious ears and teeth (Too long, too big) bounces up and down on a dangling-flexible diving ledge and prepares to dive in that little cup filled with water, people are just the same. Minus the ears and the teeth though.

Creativity from a distance that high from on the ledge looks just like a tiny cup filled with water. An invitation to death if you dive ~ a gory, cheap horror movie complete with ketchup-y blood, death.  But if you are one among the minority,you jump still – just to escape that stage of fear (Teeth chattering, knees buckling et cetera, et cetera) and dive HEAD ON.

Welcome, now your cup runneth overs and you land on your butt in wonderland – down the rabbit hole of your own mind.

As for where creativity comes from ~ it comes from within. A gift from the universe, who says that you are loved and this is your gift to spread unconditional love.

Talent is not the cream or the butter ~ you got the idea.

Talent is taking the leap with your heart in your throat and eyes squeezed shut, towards a seemingly gruesome death.

Talent is doing it over and over and over ~ well until your last gasp.




Creative Bug In The Report Card

Creative Living, huh! Sounds like a dream to me. Doing nothing but writing stories and poetry and shower in words everyday- now that’s what I call a fantasy.

But when you are a student, like me for an instance, creative living can have serious implications for your report card. I am a straight A student, I always have been. But this year, particularly, as I am looking at myself consistently leaning towards what my heart says and away from my mind’s worldly chatter, the A’s are vanishing fast.
Last year, I discovered someone- I discovered the real me. Personality wise, I am much better, more charismatic with a glow on her skin (Result of doing something you love and adore) and more amiable. But as in one sphere my life has been uphill,  in the more logical, school centred sphere, I am Jill who went up a hill and came crashing down (Still haven’t heard from Jack though). Continue reading “Creative Bug In The Report Card”

How I Embraced my Imagination

I sat gazing out the window in the raining world. From an outsider’s perspective , I was doing nothing more than stealing a few hundred glances out the window in an incessantly boring mathematics class. But what really was happening within , I will describe in a two worded phrase:-


My alternative for a light bulb.  Continue reading “How I Embraced my Imagination”

The Enemy Camp: Creativity vs. Logic

It was only today when I yelled, “ I hate him! He is a spy from the enemy camp!”

A pretty harsh thing to say, you must think. I do not blame you for judging me but hold your judgment just a while till you hear the entire story:-beuty

I was forcefully hauled in an unhealthy competition with people I hardly knew because of the nature of my grades Continue reading “The Enemy Camp: Creativity vs. Logic”