Hi,
After a lot of hula boo, I finally ended up from where I begin. A lot of things has changed but still a lot of remains unchanged. It's funny to write again on the same page after nearly having divorced with writing. Frankly speaking, writing has become a distant dream. I have lost my motivation and mojo.
However I must say whenever some shit happens in my life, I try to find my solace in writing. Funny Ha!!!
So what happened to me after 2015 which is actually my last blog post in this platform. So let me get clear that I was still into writing but all the ideas are in my head and I tried many other platforms but blogging platform has diminished over the years and I don't feel like writing about it. Till date, it was the best platform I have.
Secondly, there is a lot of other stuff which was going in my life. Job and thankfully decent one and took the teacher training has been achieved. one positive output is that I finally overcame my frustration for not fulfilling my dream of not getting admitted to Mass Communication. When I started this blog I was seriously depressed and disillusioned. I was totally a trainwreck. It was not of the darkest period of my life. If I wouldn't have documented my pitfall, I would have turned suicidal.
Thankfully I have left those days behind. Now I am a full-time school teacher and yes I have persued the profession which I resented most. Now I like to teach. Again in these 10 years, I have become more city pro which I always dreamed of. I am more independent and I won't trade that with anything.
Having said that I want to state very clearly that I am still me with all the insecurities, obsession and what not. I am still lazy, still lives in illusion and lazy. Now I am married and a family to support minus children with an extreme financial crunch and hubby business just giving lukewarm support and my salary not supporting enough, My life is again in the middle of the circus ring.
Now i have fresh sets of nightmare and it comes with Shraboni's problem 2.0.... Life journey continues.
After a lot of hula boo, I finally ended up from where I begin. A lot of things has changed but still a lot of remains unchanged. It's funny to write again on the same page after nearly having divorced with writing. Frankly speaking, writing has become a distant dream. I have lost my motivation and mojo.
However I must say whenever some shit happens in my life, I try to find my solace in writing. Funny Ha!!!
So what happened to me after 2015 which is actually my last blog post in this platform. So let me get clear that I was still into writing but all the ideas are in my head and I tried many other platforms but blogging platform has diminished over the years and I don't feel like writing about it. Till date, it was the best platform I have.
Secondly, there is a lot of other stuff which was going in my life. Job and thankfully decent one and took the teacher training has been achieved. one positive output is that I finally overcame my frustration for not fulfilling my dream of not getting admitted to Mass Communication. When I started this blog I was seriously depressed and disillusioned. I was totally a trainwreck. It was not of the darkest period of my life. If I wouldn't have documented my pitfall, I would have turned suicidal.
Thankfully I have left those days behind. Now I am a full-time school teacher and yes I have persued the profession which I resented most. Now I like to teach. Again in these 10 years, I have become more city pro which I always dreamed of. I am more independent and I won't trade that with anything.
Having said that I want to state very clearly that I am still me with all the insecurities, obsession and what not. I am still lazy, still lives in illusion and lazy. Now I am married and a family to support minus children with an extreme financial crunch and hubby business just giving lukewarm support and my salary not supporting enough, My life is again in the middle of the circus ring.
Now i have fresh sets of nightmare and it comes with Shraboni's problem 2.0.... Life journey continues.
