My days....

These days I just concentrating mainly on three things-my family, work and mental health.
Family comes first since that made me what I am today. Without the support of my dad and brother I would not have been reached here. A family where children were nourished to become Engineers and doctors or government officials, it was impossible for a child like me to even think of becoming a journalist. From childhood onward except my parents other elders in the family had told us to opt for engineering or government service. Most of my siblings in the family are engineers, a few are in management sector and myself and one of my cousin opted for journalism. Since he is a very creative person he opted for advertisement and now placed in one of the topmost ad agency in the world. Me ended up in Indian Express.
But we children are lucky. My parents never imposed their aspirations on us. So forgetting them while taking even a single decision was not there in memory. But still once I hurt my dad deeply without understating his care and genuine affection for me. I was, is and will always having regret for that for not listening to him. Still he didn't hurt me with words and never kept me away. He always whitewashed the wounds I gifted to him with his smile and care. Thank you dad for that. Love you always.
My brother is a person who always instilled dreams in me about unborn tomorrows. A pillar and life support system who always stood my side in ups and downs. I am not sad for loosing my mother and sister as I always having and will be having two people in my life who never keep me away no matter how bitter my days will be ahead. They makes me to live.

My work is something makes me to live. A place where I finds solace and a reason that makes me to smile and live encountering all odds in life. These days I started to hear an inner voice within telling me do something useful for the society. I fed up of writing biline stories that gives me just fame and familiarity among readers or the fellow journos.

To avoid the hunting of past I engulfed myself busy in my world of reading, cooking and painting. These days I feel i am bending towards spirituality started reading Bhagavath Gita and Bible. Both the books i felt interesting and help to keep calmness. Cooking is something helps to me keep away tensions at bay. I stopped thinking of future the moment I start I started to fear of it. My friend Arun told don't fear of uncertainty in life. He is right. So engaged myself in varied activities:)