
Dear reader,
Anam here! With the year 2023 departing, I guess we are all supposed to gauge where we stand right now. What goals we were able to achieve, what we couldn’t, what amends we would want to make in ourselves and what we would like to introduce or remove from our lives.
Some of us at this time of the year reflect upon the mistakes of this past year, some regret missed opportunities, wasted time, some relish the glitzy remnants of this year up to the last bite, some set resolutions for the upcoming year, while others hurry to be able to tick the remaining items on their bucket list 2023. And some, like me, sit tight, waiting for good times in the new year and hoping that 2024 would be even better.
So, what are you doing at this time of the year? Are you warming yourself up for the new year revelry?
I don’t remember I have ever witnessed New Year Eve’s firecrackers and street and market decorations up close and live, except only through the lens of the television flashing pictures coming in from around the world. As a kid I used to celebrate by savoring toffees (I don’t eat chocolates!). I am boring, right? But yes, the New Year’s Eve has always been very special for me 🎉
In today’s edition of the newsletter, I intend to write a letter to you talking about whatever crosses my mind but mostly about the year’s end and looking back at whatever has happened and what can be done to live life to the fullest.
This year, for me, was in many ways different from the previous ones:
I went through a tunnel of health issues which gave me a vibe I had never felt before. I came to revise the lesson that ‘anything can happen to anyone at any time and at any place.’
I travelled more this year than I usually do and believe me it did so much good to me that I am utmost grateful to Allah. A change of scenery is really needed in life, take it as an advice from me.
This year I got more success as a writer. My poetry got accepted by 11 magazines which is more than the previous years. My poetry collection, A Leaf upon a Book, got more reviews. And I earned 1 year of experience as a writer.
I won the Verse of Silence Poetry Contest, part of Verse of Silence Online Fest 2023. My first poetry contest victory outside my university. Also, I was a finalist in the U.S. based Lucky Jefferson’s Poetry and Prose Contest 2023, coming in the top 17.
I learned quite a lot of things (among them — being grateful to Allah, dropping bad habits and prioritising health).
I turned 25 this year, the age I coveted since a long time.
This year was a lot and to quote Taylor Swift, “Long story short, I survi-ived”! How has your year been, reader? Do tell in the comments.
Apart from that, I am still trying to adjust in the post-education-phase of my life, still navigating twenties. But life’s life; I’m trying to go with the flow. So, that’s all about looking back at the past year.
Now what I am trying to do is to take along with me the lessons I’ve learnt as I step into the new year so that I do not repeat the past mistakes and do not suffer as a result.
As for my community of readers here, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for staying onboard with me and supporting The Wordsridge Newsletter. And I would like to ask one favour from you and that is to share this newsletter with your friends so that they can enjoy perusing it with a cup of tea this winter season. It will mean a lot :) And if your friends subscribe, you will receive gifts too!
Updates
I want to let you know that I have updated my website, added a “Services” section in the menu and more… check it out. You will find more details on the website about what services I am offering.
Also, my poem “Mirage”, which won me the Verse of Silence Poetry Contest, is published in the autumn issue of Verse of Silence. You will find the poem below. And enjoy reading the rest of the sections!
Verse
1. The Swan by Mary Oliver
Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river? Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air – An armful of white blossoms, A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies, Biting the air with its black beak? Did you hear it, fluting and whistling A shrill dark music – like the rain pelting the trees – like a waterfall Knifing down the black ledges? And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds – A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet Like black leaves, its wings Like the stretching light of the river? And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything? And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for? And have you changed your life?
2. Invitation by Mary Oliver
Oh do you have time to linger for just a little while out of your busy and very important day for the goldfinches that have gathered in a field of thistles for a musical battle, to see who can sing the highest note, or the lowest, or the most expressive of mirth, or the most tender? Their strong, blunt beaks drink the air as they strive melodiously not for your sake and not for mine and not for the sake of winning but for sheer delight and gratitude – believe us, they say, it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world. I beg of you, do not walk by without pausing to attend to this rather ridiculous performance. It could mean something. It could mean everything. It could be what Rilke meant, when he wrote: You must change your life.
3. Mirage by Anam Tariq
The biggest one breaks in the absence of beats like the sky in the absence of dusk, the star of our system’s rays crack through— spreading cracks of a broken mirror. Man plans to colonise Mars, work-force works out retirement plans, you get comfy in hard-built homes… long, long time, settle in Day comes after day, greater expectations. But do days add or subtract? The thing that keeps you going sticks to you like glued hands, sings you lullabies to apparent, spun-out, sweet dreams, is the horizon, the great American Dream until it outruns you. The speed breaker of life you hit to go lie down in your lair haze from your windscreen shifts you see how another person, your progeny perhaps, the glib mirage of this world goes on to pursue.
Quote of the day
Some people change your life forever. Some people make you strive to be a better person. Some people help you find yourself right when you’re ready to give up.
— Kyle, See You on Venus
What I found worth sharing
Some resources for learning Arabic (if you’re learning Arabic like me): Duolingo Arabic course; Udemy Arabic course; Certificate in Arabic Language in online mode (IGNOU)
The Antiquery Magazine is having a virtual event (The Big Antiquery Podium) on Dec. 17th where poets can read their poetry in a five-minute slot. Register here if you wish to.
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Some job opportunities available in the writing industry this week curated by Bound India
Vocivia Magazine is open for submissions based on the theme - “Nightmares & Daydreams.” Deadline is Dec. 9th.
Last Leaves Magazine is open for submissions based on the loose-ended theme - “Story.” They have a print issue, and they nominate for the Pushcart Prize.
Room Magazine is open for submissions till Jan. 5th for their “Bodies” issue. They have a print issue, and they pay.
Thank you for bearing with me, reader :)
Lots of love,
Anam
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