A Journey to the Source

In the last one year, many a times, I had my ‘best side’ calling me to take a decision on my novel writing.

In the earnest way, I had written a book and had it published in far 2021. Since then, there has been no push towards another goal.

The razzmatazz of the success I had experienced as a published author, had been washed aside. I was reduced to another man who walks this earth, mostly, a tired soul, pulling myself to be the effervescent best, of what a man could be. There was a constant tussle between reality (the myth of an urban legend, I sometimes joke), and what I really wanted to be (a novelist). Such ramifications in my mind, wouldn’t allow me to settle down. A dream life and a reality simply wouldn’t co-exist.

Due to this, there was this constant repulsive nature in life. The thought of an unfinished novel haunted me by the day that I was restless.

One day, on my way back home from work, I watched an ant, pushing and trudging through the heavy sands carrying its sugar back home. I did a bit of King Bruce and was wondering what the King might have rightfully thought, watching his spider, Well, if this is not life, then, what is?

The joy in succeeding does not limit your tired body. It is in having a mindset striving to reach its goal. The hardship counts, but also, you eat your sugar by the end of the day.

The aftermath of watching the ant had been impressive, coupled with the fact that I had to go to India on a vacation. India, as always, is a place of Zen. My hometown, Bangalore is the place where I rejuvenate.

The idea of rediscovering oneself is aligned with a purpose of achieving. But for a human mind, which is akin to a house of glass and which can break under pressure, I had to clear the clutter of self-doubt and the so-called realities in the human life.

And, how do I achieve this? Rightfully, I needed a quality ‘time for myself’ and a space that would allow me to sink within.

When I went to Bangalore, and for the first time in years, I had the time for myself and a truck load of them that I was not left bored.

It is in this silence of myself, where I faced my voice or the so-called ‘the best side’ of my life. Here, I was rejoicing the chance that I had really deserved. I felt my success (it is closer than I can imagine). Here, I learnt to do my best (in what I liked) and not to loathe at my life just doing menial tasks. Here, I learnt to forget the realities and keep it aside, as it has nothing to do with my personal goals.

Perhaps, for the ant it was the sugar, and for me it is my own realization.

Now, there was no urgency in achieving something, there was no confusion, there was no burning desire, but, I knew that I have got hold of what I could not earlier (dare to muster my strengths and energies) find.

I just sink deeper until I loose my breath. It’s a life worth living for, after all.

I think to myself, Isn’t it a wonder? Just a month back, I was in too much turmoil, and a little bit of ‘My Time’,  and a beacon of hope called ‘the best side’,  guided me towards my forte.

I realized that it is there within everyone. The realization. One just needs quality time for himself/herself. All it requires, is one momentary thought that can connect you to what delves inside you. One has just got to call it and it shall respond.

A New Milestone

Well, yeah!

I just happened to reach a milestone. It’s a moment to cherish that I’am writing my 50^th article today.

When I started as a part-time hobby, I never thought that my articles would overtake my age, but, it eventually did, and here I’am writing a milestone story.

Six years back and on a bright day of a crispy Spring morning, I was searching for something new. The idea of writing never hit me till the last moment, and I decided that I should try my hand in writing again, along with the fear of being a pipe-dreamer.

Prior to this, I had been writing consistently (way back in 2004). So, the long hiatus was evident when I struggled to write at first, but, ended up creating a small article called ‘Reviving my long lost interests.’

Then it began flowing, when my mood to write was high.

This blog writing paved way to better myself and I became a published author in 2021, when I wrote my first book – On Trodden Paths.

There has been no turning back since then, as I’am involved in two more novels and hoping that one of them is complete by this year end.

In the path six years, I have written newsletters for different communities and have received opportunities, appreciation and even the cherished acclamation that I’am an established WRITER.

It’s been a journey and something that I enjoyed doing it, improving myself on the go. Therefore, I see this milestone as a key towards my success in writing.

In the end, I thank all my wonderful readers, whose support, feedback and interest had kept the bandwagon moving. Without you, I would not have dreamt of a continuity in this field.

Thanks one and all for supporting me to live my dream…