Prateek Gupta

Bad Dreams i don't know how to get them out of my head, my 15 year old self didn't wanted me to be a Writer, he must've thought it would be a hard life pay is not going to be good and you can't always come up with good stuff but now at the age of 21 I think I'm ballin even though i have less fortune but still it opened a great variety of branches for me and everybody knows that every career is hard in one form or other and if you find that one thing which you Love it than you just Love It. Getting into  what i love about writing  so much ??? is simple first and foremost i get to be free, i get to see people and change their character to anything i want. I wake up every morning with this same motto: Another day another story to tell life is running its course let the chips fall wherever they may. Writing taught me that life is a movie only time will tell what is going to happen next don't live in the past be here now don't worry about the future just get exc

The hardest part of being a writer is still the first read allowing yourself to be that vulnerable. well that was some way to start this post anyway someone asked me "Do you have Low Self-Esteem ?" and i was not even shocked because i took no time in replying by saying "NO !" to that person, I know that i have a resting depressed face but saying that i have Low Self Esteem is just the next level of Judging people especially when you don't even know me that well !.!.! We all feel nervous or afraid to do things at times but i'm pretty sure the decisions i have made have done a lot of good things for me. Achieving your goals always help to increase your self-esteem. I have always encouraged criticism about me and my opinions but saying the mean things like these causes so much low-confidence Seriously please don't say that to anyone. Negative things can bring people down so much. The only way to cope with these types of situations is by avoiding things and

this is a post for my friends and acquaintances from miles around, i know its been a long time since i've put a short post out, but i swear it won't be long now till the weird kid reappears, in the fall of 2018 you would see my words, yeah it's alright now, this dream of mine came true, i hope the sad posts i write means some more to you, yeah it's alright now, the time is here at last, i know it's long since overdue but, PG is back ! I'd rather pick flowers instead of fights - Adam Young Thanks For Reading Prateek Gupta 11:42 PM Delhi, India

monologue 63 Inner Voice: You better complete all these assignments before the Diwali week !! Me: I'll do it in the night. Inner Voice: Okay ! I believe you. 7 hours later Inner Voice: So, its 11 PM now where your assignment at ? Me: Shut up ! you are such a pain in the tush aren't you ? Stop bugging me ! Inner Voice: Hey ! language...  It's your goal not mine. Me: Okay, I will do it ! after finishing my night pages. Inner Voice: Well I haven't recorded any night pages work from you in Weeks. Which pages are you talking about ??? Me: Oh ! let's talk about that... You haven’t been around for Months and now you're back at it again Interfering and stuff ?? Inner Voice:  I’m always here. You just don’t always hear me. Me: just go away !.!.! in the morning Inner Voice: Where are you headed ? Me: Yo, you're back i finished 3 of the assignments last night. You Happy Now ??? ' Inner Voice: Just 3 your goal was to do

Words play an active role in everyone lives, well surely it does have a lot of importance in my life last week, i got reviewed by my editor and it was terrible. There is still a lot of work needed to be done, my editor; she is really good at what she does and always tells me if i'm going wrong that is actually what i admire the most about her. She wrote a one-liner about my unpublished manuscript stating "Writer is presenting an unflattering description !" and after i got the e-mail i saw UNFLATTERING DESCRIPTION was written in bold and my spirits went down. but, that is the thing you get down and some things come to cheer you up. The bad is the enemy of the best, I have a good life i got better since last year i remember when I was sad. I really don't like talking about being sad. I think the term "depression" is overused, If it’s circumstantial, then you’re just sad. And there’s so much more stigma about being sad than being depressed. obviously I didn&

When I'm at Writing workshops, watching movies or at general public conventions i observe people and their relationships in like how do they carry it ?  after a Lot of observing and roughly studying There is one thing that i kind of have a grasp upon, that you can't make somebody feel the way you do about them that's impossible. I know that its heartbreaking and rough but it is actually a Cold-Hard Fact. You always have to be honest with the other person and most importantly you have to be honest to yourself its all about the Honesty, thats how we can all really be. Don't lie right!? and at sometimes its okay to lie because its the important things that matter, if we talk about relationships some people who come into our life could really bring the different side in ourselves it can be bright or dark it doesn't matter the thing is that this side exists and it was inside you for all these years you don't have to hate it, it came out for the betterment of your so

hey people, its safe to say that i've successfully ventured past my life of procrastinating things even though i'm posting this here after a whole month of my absence now i'm actually looking forward to keep my web ventures alive and focusing on my life more as a playwright, the way it should've all been in the month of August. Yeah, obviously i'm late, as i said "I'm a Serious Procrastinator" last month i even thought of to put a final farewell ramble here but dropped the idea because i was too lazy to even write that, I keep saying I’m writing a book and i am serious about it I’ve written a lot of chapters here and there but for some reason they do not tend to make any sense, there is still a lot of hardwork left to do on that . In other news, the little notes in my diary always keep nagging me to add some discipline to my work. For which i've had some serious conversations with my editor but she said "you wanted to be free, you're