Hi there to anyone who’s reading, who’s listening! First and foremost, thank you. You are important to me. I’m thanking you because you’re here at the start of my journey. I have been a very reserved person my whole life. I have given a very few people the chance to understand who I am, and in the process, I think I forgot to understand myself. You know how relating to people and listening to them helps you unlock your own thoughts. Well, I shut myself from people, and in the process I stopped unlocking myself. Basically, I lost myself. Or maybe I never did find myself to begin with. Who knows?
This blog is my way of telling you who I am, and in the process, discovering myself. I will tell you about my adventures, of which I will try to have as many as I can from now onwards (because life has to be filled with adventures!). I will also tell you about my journey on the path of entrepreneurship (of which, again, I have no clue). I have already failed there on so many fronts, the anguish of which I will share here, and hopefully also be able to share a little success down the road! I will tell you about things which embarrass the shit out of me, but I’ll post it here nonetheless for whoever cares to read and jeer at! I will try to figure out what it is that I’m really looking for. I will share with you anything worth sharing!
I hit the reset button to my life 5 months back when I quit my profession of 7 years as an indirect tax lawyer because I wasn’t happy. I realized (maybe a little too late!) that I needed to step away from my comfort zone because it just wasn’t making me happy. Not on a daily basis, not a weekly basis or even an annual basis. “That’s not good enough”, I thought to myself. So I decided to quit. It was not easy, I tell you. My job was too convenient! I had great bosses, decent pay. My family was comfortable. So what the heck, right?! I was never the kind of person who would compromise all those years of consistent hard work and the stability it brought me just because there was an itch somewhere that I couldn’t scratch! And frankly, I didn’t even know which part of my body was itching. I’m talking about that irritating itch, when sometimes you scratch, you realize it’s just a further way off, and then just a little more. You know what I’m talking about, right? But who was I kidding? When you gotta scratch, you gotta scratch. It took me almost a whole year to gather the balls to wilfully tilt my Jenga tower I had so sincerely stacked up.
There’s been a few other life changing events since I quit my job 5 months- it’s been an interesting 5 months! I will of course tell you about them later. Anyway, here I am, 31 years of age, hoping that version 2.0 of my life will be an amazing adventure in which I discover where I’m meant to be and will be a freer person than I have been during version 1.0! In the meanwhile, I confess I have no idea where to go. Zilch! Nada! It’s exciting at times, of course, but a whole lot unnerving.
My situation reminds me of the opening words from A Tale of Two Cities – “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness”.
Foolishness- here I come!
Gazing through my Window... 