Unheared Cries of a Dying Passion

I had no support other than that of my late father who made sure that i had every test book i needed even if it means borrowing; He gave in all he had and was always in support of my educational quest but his financial limitations derailed my hope and also my chances of becoming One because there was other person I could turn to for help but yet i continued writing. My early days Were hard because unlike now i have constant electricity and could write and store my work on my phone, laptop, Facebook and wordpress, back then at Home i read with lantern as there was no electricity, be it as it May i was never deterred by number of times i lost my work i always start afresh with new topic and views;many times i worked on my autobiagraphy. I also worked on novel called beauty of the inner strength , i work on Many articles and lost almost all of Them ; without adequate help and encouragement the possibilty of me becoming a good writer was fast diminishing and i blame no One for it.

if wishes were horses beggers would ride indeed, How-ever my hope came alive The moment i Found the platforms through which i could write, save, and share my works, irrespective of how bad it is with an open mind of being corrected, guided, and helped;. Hence my passion is been revitalized by your Reading of my work , liking , sharing and commenting on WORDPRESS; Facebook and other platforms It’s of great joy that at last my works is been read all over the world which was not possible decades ago because i am of belief that ** unshared knowlage is a wasted knowlage; **Because my passion lingers i am of believeI still i Could achive my childhood Dream of becoming a Well known writer with or without your help by inspiriring those in same situation whose unheared and unsheared knwolage Can change Our world for good only if they never give up.

…(written by Chukwuaku uju.)

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