Finally, it seems like I have some time to myself. In last two and half months many times I picked up my tiny pen and tried to write something down or opened this blog to post something, but maybe there was just quite a lot happening. No time for myself and things I loved. All the time dedicated to only thing I always aspired of and guess what I am going to live the dream I saw.
I will be a professional journalist very soon. So by now I have completed 3 news bulletins, quite a few reporting assignments, had been a producer for the website and have roamed just a lot about Bangalore. Life has just begun to show its colors. It wasn’t so easy I always knew that.
I see things around, observe people, lots happened in life and lots went away. Lots I still want to stick to and even lots just do not just seem to matter any more.
When I look back I see a so many changed things in just not even three months. I see a different me and look at the life differently. I am same as human but maybe it’s the work which I love. It’s not a liability to me but a passion worth storming my brains for.
I miss those lanes and drives in Mumbai, all chats and walks on marine drive or eating street food at Chowpatti; but the life I belong to, I have it here, right now in my arms. Its like I can see myself working in the same manner or may be even harder in next coming years. The work that fills me with satisfaction.
Interesting note.
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Change is for the better...Embrace it...
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Go for it!
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come join our poetry picnic week 9 today,
first time participants can share 1 to 3 random poems.
Old poems or poems unrelated to our theme are welcome.
Hope to see you in.
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Yeah; change is constant..!! :)
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