I have always believed that I write well. People around me also have felt that way. I know I enjoy Writing as an activity. Some day I would like to write a book, but I have no story to tell. There is nothing which I want to share, I just like writing. Perhaps I could be a good Editor, making people say things in a better way, polishing the stories, which others want to narrate! It is at least good that I am in Communication. I was in Advertising but I am not cut out for one-liners, I guess; I am more into stories! Here, I get opportunity to write, even if it is a letter, I think it requires expertise to draft a good letter. Being in Communication, I am polishing my skills. Someday I would like to do a course in creative writing. Perhaps it is too tough to let go a nice job and try fulfilling your dreams. It definitely makes sense when you know what you want to do. It would not be new for me to do that. I quit my previous job because I badly wanted to be in Pune. I was not living in Mumbai; I was counting days and months! I knew this opportunity was just right to move on. And I just quit without getting offer letter from my current company. I know it sounds whimsical and very daring, but in reality it was the only hope I had!
At this point of life, everything has become routine, there is nothing much which I want more! I love this stage but still I want something to live for, a passion in life! I have also started enjoying doing up interiors. This idea has born because we recently booked a place, I would like to build a dream home. I think I am fairly good in Aesthetics and Colour sense. I understand balance. So I know I can do it.
Coming back to writing. Of late, I am writing very little and reading even less. My problem is that I am an idealist. I want to do everything, which is not humanely possible or requires better Time Management. I am already fighting a losing battle with rising early in the morning. But I know I can do better.