The copied blogger- a new journey to the professional world
Everyone in this world posses some or the other momentous
quality and capable of doing something special, I heard this sentence right
from my childhood but still have many unanswered questions. Do everyone? Is really
capable of doing something great or all are just copied by one another!!
Copied ones are they? Or really are all special.
Winter is impending,
and the breezy winds of the winter months giving its sign of arrival. Gazing at the wall clock, Its 1am
in the morning, still sleepless under my
blanket thinking about something unusual going through my head round and round.
Still I can make sense of that night which marked my new journey to a professional
world, from being a very common man to a un-common among many.
Eyes were still wandering through the ceiling of my room, &
mystifying sound attracted my attention from the ceiling to my wooden maple
floor. It was keybo(my rabbit) who was flutter from cold weather, I came down
rapidly and placed him comfortably in the sofa which was placed right to my
table, I was not more in mood to sleep , decided to have coffee and left keybo
in the couch for preparing coffee and to get hot milk for him.
By the time I was
back, he was not in the couch I turned my eyes right to find him & found
him on my table. Making a way through to my table I sat down taking a hot sip
of coffee and placed a bowl of luke warm milk to him, the cool flurry wind
insinuating through my window added a
special flavor to the perfectly blended coffee . Gaping at my diary I kept the coffee mug on the table
taking the last sip of it, recollecting the memories when I gave wings to my
ecstasy.
It all evoked a year ago, when I was a UG 1st
year student and was much obsessed about my passion of writing and enunciate
through word. But dreams won’t come true until we desire to get it
fulfilled by ourselves, and it was the day I decide to start my journey. Being mad
about writings I started but still my mind was complete blank and have no idea what
I’m going to write but still I was much more excited because it was a whole new
thing to me.
So before entering into professional world I thought of doing a
bit more homework on my skills and try to enhance it to a better level, and
finally I started writing short stories, articles in my diary and tried hard to
get a good command over my vocabulary.
And finally after couples of months I felt yes, this is the
time to explore to a new face of life a professional life and created a
blog so that I can help myself getting
better and quid and embroider skills
globally. But I was unaware of chattels which was waiting for me further in the
journey which I began with. Any new phase of life doesn’t have a gratifying
start and the same applied for me even. My writings were not up to the mark to attract
many readers to my profile, but I never gave up and kept on truckin . I
perpetually use to be the one among many but in the race of being unique I became
a replica, replica just like the others, who take up shortcuts to achieve their
goal. But the ultimate outcome of shortcuts really cost you a lot. And to pay
off that debt it really take a lot of courage and stability in order to prove
that he’s the best for one more time, the confidence which I lost after
becoming a copy was really bad that I literally gave up writing.
Was it a end to my dream?
What about my passion? After that incident which bought down my
confidence to bottom level, I never looked back, since I gave up writings. But still
my passions hounds me from inside.
OMG!! I can’t express those moments in words.
I just turned the first page of my diary and saw the quote
which was scribbled by me when I started it
Optimism is
the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and confidence
And finally after reading those words I made up my mind to
give a fresh start to my dreams and now not of being a replica or photocopy,
but to be inspiration to rest of the dreamers, who dream to be a achiever. Now with
all new hopes I started pushing myself beyond my limits to enhance myself and
re-modify to a better version.
Sudden clock alarm sound brought me back & I Gathered myself back into conscious state of mind I rubbernecked
at the clock it was about 3:00 Am in the morning, even keybo felt asleep
quietly. I went back to the days when I gave wings to my passion, but indeed it
had a ending which was never expected. Thinking of past I didn’t even noticed
that tears were rolling down from my cheeks.
All of a sudden I got my answer for which I was looking for
years and years
Everyone
in this world posses some or the other special quality and capable of doing
something special
And the answer was yes, everyone in this world
posses some special talent just we have to bring out that talent from ourselves.
It was 4:00am in the morning I woke up from my desk and
decided to go out in the cool weather for a brisk walk, wiping my tears off
with a clinging smile on face, I thanked myself because for being a inspiration
to many budding writers. Apart from all these I was more happy because I never
dreamed that my past can be a story for others, and could win the national award
for bestselling of the year and one of the famous blogger!!
While walking down the street these things were going round
in my mind and a satisfying smile left on my face. And the above past story
turned to be a bestselling The copied blogger- a new journey to a professional world.
Which I never dreamt for but it became a motivation to
others.
Yes, it was not just a story but it was a emotion which I tried
to make you all feel alive through this story and after that day I never looked
back to the past as I started a new
journey to a professional world.
Hey folks!! This is
Aditya Raj(@storytelleradityaraj) taking leave for now
Hope you all guys
loved the story, in which I tried to connect each one personally. See you all in
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