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| Picture Credit: Rohit Rahman |
I had
started thinking of it after I returned from my short vacation in Bhubaneshwar
last December in 2018.
It is true
you to have to struggle for anything you want to achieve in your life. After
father’s death life taught me a lesson: you have to pay for everything you get
for free. Whatever it is. You will eventually have to pay the price. With or
without tax.
My father
passed away before I was to have appeared for my standard 12th board exams. He
was a railway employee. So, after severe persuasive dialogues with family, I
had to join the railways the very ensuing year of his demise. I joined
unwillingly. Little did I know that my entire life would change post this.
Two of the
many things that changed and affected me mentally and emotionally were quitting
blogging and giving up the thought of pursuing my higher studies in a regular
college. The latter being the main cause of my mental distress and instability for
the next year.
My entire
life od twenty-something changed after father’s demise. Whatever followed his
demise shaped and is still molding my thought process and beliefs. I have
always been someone who wouldn’t give in to the conventional system. I have
always questioned whatever I find disturbing. I am someone who is receptive to
new ideas.
Ever since I
have known myself, I have always wanted to express myself. And, writing for me
is the medium to express myself. Something that kept me alive all this while is
my journals. Being able to write fueled me.
So, in
January of 2019, I decided to start blogging again. But, in a different way. By
and large, this blog is more of my experience and my viewpoint on my encounters
with people and society. I am going to share with you the episodes of my
personal encounters and my stance on them and some brutal yet honest
confessions I have always wanted to make. And, I am goin’ to build this into my
personal space where I can express myself.
I really
hope you all are going to get on with me well.
