I started writing when I was
quite young say 14 or 15 and shared those rudimentary notes with my parents.
They appreciated it, and very often gave their candid feedback. Things did not
take a serious turn until I moved out of my home and started my career in
shipping.
During my watches on the bridge I
had all the time in the world. I kept on staring at the sea for hours altogether
rewinding events of life as they happened over the timeline. This is when I
debated with my own self, pointed out the wrongs I had done and thanked myself
for all the right choices. The perspectives kept on shifting, my experiences
kept on adding and the thought process underwent lots of changes. Today I feel
those 6-7 years gave me a good opportunity to know myself and what came out of
those internal battles is my ability to own up my acts and be responsible for
them.
Times have changed and so has my
career. I have moved into corporate life and when I write today the need is to
narrate events, happenings, feelings as I see them. There is no script, no set
procedure no rules to write. I pen my thoughts only when the heart says!!
If my musings, my perspectives, my learning’s can be of any trivial use to the world outside I will be happy and feel privileged!!
If my musings, my perspectives, my learning’s can be of any trivial use to the world outside I will be happy and feel privileged!!
My life can be summed in these beautiful lines by Robert Frost.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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