I don’t need motivation. I need a cup of coffee.
Who am I? You sure you want to know? The story of my life is not for the faint of heart. If somebody told you it was a happy tale, if somebody said I was just your average guy, not a care in the world, somebody lied. But let me assure you, this, like every other story worth telling is all about experiencing roller-coaster of ups and downs in life. It’s about finding true happiness. It’s about realizing how beautiful life is.
I wasn’t always like who I am today. I used to be a very introvert and shy kinda guy. I didn’t talk much to people. I felt heaven in my own world. If there is something which hasn’t changed over the period of 17 years, it is my passion. Passion for the thing I love. It is not in my nature to start anything just because every other person in my vision is doing it. I do it because I like it, I love it.
Frame pause [A flashback into the past]
When I was twelve, there was an exercise at the end of a poem in my main course book. They asked to write a poem of our own.
“Why don’t you guys write a poem and show it to me?”, our teacher said in a joyous tone. “It would be fun”.
Well, I had never written something like this before. In fact the only thing I ever wrote was about few of the English Literature topics for which I always got comments like, “Whoa! Your style of writing always give me a sense of other world. I literally get lost.” Weird to say, the very first poem I wrote that day was about a story expressed in the form of rhyming lines. I was a big fan of magazine Champak and this inspired me to convey my own story of a goat being robbed by a goon. It was so much liked by my teacher that he asked me to read it in front of whole school in the morning assembly. Fast forward 14 years, the zeal and thirst for writing has not faded a bit. I still write a lot. I have tried to expand my boundary from poems to life experiences, technology, photography and traveling. I have given a little effort in writing a short story as well.
If you’ve read this far, you must be wondering what has changed over the years? Well I talk a lot. If you tell my current friends that I was a shy guy, they will think you must have gone crazy. Having lived my fair share of life, I have realized that life is short. Anything can happen in the next moment. A life is measured by moments and not years. As said by superstar Rajesh Khanna, “Zindagi badi honi chahiye Babumoshai, lambi nahi (Life should be big, not long)”.
For the past few years, I had been wondering what my life is meant to be, what are the things out there which will render me with greatest pleasure, what is the secret ingredient of being happy. After exploring so many things in life, I have just fallen in love with traveling. I remember a saying from Batutta – “Traveling – It leaves you speechless, then turns you into a story-teller“. Traveling has turned me into an amateur writer, a poet, a photographer.
On why I prefer to choose traveling over other things, this is a long story. And if you’ve got some free time, read What profession would I have chosen if each profession is equally valued and earns me equal salary? on a boring summer day while sipping a cup of coffee. Word of caution: Don’t read this when you have a desire to sleep. This post might keep you awake 🙂
Being a big fan of movie Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara (you won’t get life twice), I tried many things in life to find my true passion. I danced for a year, performed two stage shows and left it. I tried adventures and experienced Sky diving, Bungy jumping, Sea walking, Para sailing, scuba diving, 18 km Water rafting and Flying fox. I traveled to places. I tried my hands on Photography and Piano. If you ask me the specific genre of Photoshoot I am interested in, my answer would be Fashion and Landscapes.
If you want to know about my life, please read Journey of a boy from small town to Microsoft – An untold story.
When I am not busy, I write my personal blog, share my technical knowledge on GeeksforGeeks, do photography and play Piano. You can check my work in fashion on Instaglam.
I would end this note with a little secret. my nick name was “Harry” in my school and college days. I used to look like this:
If you like my work and my piece of writing, feel free to reach out to me at aashish.2040 at gmail. I would love to hear your feedback. No one ever grew with just praise.
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