Maybe Someday

Roll 4 Scene 22 - A Veil Lifted, Take 2

January 15th, 2020

"Why did you write Maybe Someday?"

"Maybe Someday wasn't written for the world."

It has been Nith's go-to answer ever since he was first asked the question back in 2014. And it was the truth.

He never wrote it for the world to see, to read, and fall in love with the words that he had strung together or characters he made up.

Nith wrote it for himself.

It started as a journal. Written in the pages of the rose-colored diary, Kate had gifted him when he was twelve. Ustan Neel - the same Ustan Neel who wrote the script for the Maybe Someday adaptation along with Zia Mauve - was the one who suggested the idea to Nith on his last day as a guest lecturer.

"If you ever think there is an emotion inside you that you can't seem to let out. Then pour it on paper with ink. Write, write until those words that you had strung together would sing your emotions."

It was a simple thing but nothing resonated to Nith more than that. That night, after class Nith wrote. He didn't know what he was writing. As if in a daze. For the next three months, whenever he had time, he would open up that diary and write. Small passages, a line or something someone had said to him long ago written in between his classes and his part-time job at the college library. There was no beginning or end. No names. Random parts of his life poured into the blank pages of an old diary.

Sometimes he would change the setting or the person or hide an incident. Wrote what could have been instead of what did. How a small 'what if' could change the course of every decision that led him here. Keeping only the emotions at the core of it.

The pain, the loneliness, and the racing of his heart at her smile.

When he was writing the last paragraph, there was a rush of adrenaline in his system, and when he added that last period end of that sentence, Nith could feel the dopamine coursing through his blood. It was a feeling he had never felt before. The rush and the pounding of his heart. He craved more of it. That was the time when Nith realized, that he liked writing not because of Kate but because of how much he enjoyed the whole process.

And just as Ustan Neel said, Nith's view of his life changed. He didn't want to stay as the same sad thirteen-year-old who was in love with his best friend. He wanted to be Nithan Sage, who loved writing. Who would accompany Jay to the parties. Who the girls in his department brought cookies for. And who wanted to experience the love he saw between his parents.

He wanted to be the best version of himself.

With the diary hidden under his desk's false bottom, Nith planned everything. He applied to change his major the next day from journalism to creative writing. He went to parties with Jay, got drunk, and asked his old seatmate who had confessed her feelings for him if she still wanted to be his girlfriend.

Everything was going according to his plan.

But it only lasted a month until Jay found his diary. 

It was a warm summer night. Nith had just gotten back to the dorm from his first date when he spotted Jay sitting on his bed with the diary in his hand.

What happened next was a series of events that snowballed everything into motion.

How Jay convinced Nith was a mystery but he had a better plan than Nith ever had. Nith spent the next month working on the story with his diary as the base. New names and characters were made. Stuffs were added and things removed. His girlfriend often would come to his dorm and help him with writing. Without saying, she took over the responsibility of editing the work. Jay, on the other hand, kept himself busy. Using his business major to its full potential, he brought the whole college together and gathered students from other departments to join him. And in five weeks the Sage-Asher Publishing website was live with Maybe Someday as its first book.