It was bit tough. Embarrassing. Depressing. And frustrating
not being able to do the right way what you are not good at. Or something you
are not born to do. Everyday stress takes over you leaving no space for you to
focus on your performance. Making you switch to something else which doesn’t
interest you.
But giving up was never an option. I am talking about my
writing skills. I am not a natural writer. Neither was it my passion or ambition.
I landed up in writing just by chance. But it is my bread and wine earner. But many
a times I ditched it. Hated it. Ignored it. Shunned it. Rejected it. Cursed it.
And abused it. For giving me no happiness. And peace of mind. We both were
neither married. And were neither happy.
But I am no loser. So the plan is to change this chance into
choice. To chase. To woo every word, every sentence. With no full stops. Without
stopping. To make every effort to make it my better half. For the rest of my
life. I want to love it. Woo it. Pamper it. And win its heart over. I want to
make it stay with me forever. Helping us grow together. Prosperously.
Therefore, I decided to learn. To practice and apply it in
real. To read. To read even more. So that I can write as fluent as I doodle or
click pictures. I have started working on my grammar. And writing on everyday
basis. It will take time for sure. It will still trouble me till the time I horn
it. But slowly and steadily I will win. For sure. But I’ve to do it to ease my
life ahead. Because somebody once said to me that there are two kinds of
people. One who are born talented. One second who ward hard to horn their
talent. I am of the later lot. But nevertheless sooner the better.
So, here I am all set to begin the lost stumbled journey. With
a hope to reach a destination. To achieve the victory. For good. To prove it to
myself and to many others that writing is still my cup of tea. And I can
prepare it pretty well. To compete you in a real healthy way. Cheers.
