I remember a time while still a kid in the school; I used to be one of the types who always go unnoticed, both in the curricular and co-curricular fields. Towards the more competitive classes, when most of my friends where engrossed in pre-engineering or pre-medical preparations, I fancied myself as a writer or a filmmaker. My scholarly friends called me a dreamer and I merrily filled in the rolls of paper they needed for the prosaic assignments of subjects like History, Geography & Literature. It was then that I realized that the only thing I could do effortlessly was – WRITING.
Since those days when my writing ranged from exercise papers for curricular subjects to platonic love letters for adolescent pairs, I have reached a stage today when I write or rather I would like to write to earn.
Careerist approach…does it matter that I am just a decade late. And all for a liquid desire- MONEY
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3 comments:
hey after a long time, and that too such a heart to heart one :)
You are not that old! & it's not to late...Jump in!!!
You are more than a decade too early!
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