I must admit that for the past few days I have been giving it some thought. The thought to start writing regularly. In our childhood all of us must have written at least for once the famous essay: " What is your aim in life?" Like many kids of my age I started off my dream of becoming a pilot, forsook it sooner than I dreamt about it, since it requires one to study Physics, Chemistry and Mathematics.....Not my cup of tea I thought. Then one day I saw Barkha Dutt with short hair and cut my hair short to look like a T.V Newsanchor, and to be one. It is then,around the age of 12-13, I wanted to become a newspaper reporter. I grew up, kept writing a few pieces in the Letters To The Editor column, few got published, few never saw the light of the Newspaper world. I even studied Journalism to become a scribe and then got a job in Delhi to become a Call centre agent collecting money from broke Americans. Dreams die faster than they shape up. By this time I had became faster on keyboards than pen and paper. Years passed by. I became an Assistant Manager at a Call centre, this time catching credit card fraud for Americans. Emails were the only things that I wrote then, which were more a mean of being instructed to do something and to pass the buck on, rather having any creative edge to it! I quit that job too. After all staying awake all through the night and going to work on Christmas, New Year, and most importantly on Durgapuja, to check if any crooked American was spending another fellow Americans'credit card on a vacation or not started to disgust me too much. This time, I became, a Teacher. The job has less money but a bonus . Bonus, that does not make the bank accout look healthier, but definitely strengthens ones creative faculty because I got TIME now. Much like Amitabh Bachhan and Sashi Kappor starrer 'Deewar' when my old colleagues of the call centre would say , " Mere paas Disco hain, Inox hai, five star restaurents aur branded Jeans hai, tumhare paas kya hai?" I pump up my chest and say, " Mere paas samay hai!." I got Time.....Time, that I so miserably ran short of all these past six years, is at my disposal now. And oh! how can I forget the bonus .......teachers do not go to colleges during Durga Puja or Christmas this part of the world. Then the other day my ex -colleague of the call centre, the then Communicatioin Manager told me about this blogging thing. After all if Amitabh Bachhchan, Amir Khan blogs, can I be far behind? - I thought. So here met the past with the future. Besides, with blogs being created in just three mouse clicks, one no longer has to balance oneself on the thin rope of hope that can get cut by the newspaper editor at one snap. I am the king of this world. I write and I choose to edit. So here I am blogging to glory more to please myself than my esteemed readers.
