Life often begins with the simplest happiness – the smell of morning breakfast, family heat and magic in the stories of our parents. As we get older, the volatile moments become memories as calm shapes we are. In this individual blog, I look at some basic childhood experiences and find out the way that inspired me to search for a deep passion for writing.
🌈 Cherished Memories and New Beginnings
Waking up to watch the cartoons earlier in the morning on Sunday, was absolutely one of the most delightful experiences, I would most likely cherish. It has come across a bit absurd now when I think about it.
As a little girl in my mother’s arms, I would ask her multiple questions, before eating the food. My mom forcibly used to feed me, while the food was still in my mouth. So, what she does, if she fails to feed me the entire meal, she would tell stories. The stories I later came to know were just a cooked up explanation.
She would integrate all kinds of parallels necessary to write the storyline. Her infectious energy, to only see me happy, is what brings the joy in my face, till now. My life with my father was no different, as a little girl, he used to buy me chocolates towards the weekend. He sometimes, used to secretly give it to me, or hide it from my mom, so that she could keep it in the place, reliant on some hidden place where we wouldn’t be privy to go noticed.
💫 Embracing Adulthood and a New Direction
At the same pace of my life, I have become an adult. What actually makes it so good, is that I have some sort of freedom, to bring in the joy that is slowly accustomed to mundane regular life.
Over the years, I reconciled to myself, everything is going to be fine. But, everything falls apart. I wanted to change the direction of my life. It seems to be difficult, but I am not going to give up on the things that make me who I am.
I have come to terms with, all the merits and demerits, I bring and try to complete the work to be done, very frequently. I have been telling my life, to give me another chance, to fulfill all my wishes. Hopefully, my wish comes true. I have known a new hope to be reconsidered, what I am truly passionate about. That is, writing and reading. This is one thing that brings a new direction to the hopeless days, that goes unnoticed to be considered to be happy again.
✍️ My Journey into Writing: A Passionate Pursuit
I never imagined being passionate about something like this, not even as a child. This is one career path and profession, I would avoid as much as possible. I am working really hard on this new found profession, sometimes it also could be considered my side hustle. Writing articles and blog posts makes me enjoy myself to the fullest.
I have been waiting for the reply, that this would turn into a new side hustle, would be willing to work on. My life has changed drastically, I have been writing about my feelings, everywhere. It releases my stress, but at the same time, I fear what if I overcharge it to the wrong people.
The joy in little things, like being happy with the parents, or writing and reading, is what I definitely appreciate the most. It is sometimes overwhelming, but I do enjoy the process.
🎯 Conclusion
Through these reflections, I have come to embrace writing not only as a skill, but also as a treatment and development. This helps me to join my roots, give voice to my feelings and give a sense of purpose. This new chapter is not just about expressing me – it’s about finding it again who I really am.
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Writing at shubhampal.co.in as a Content Writer, Shivani Shetty blends her passion for creative writing with thoughtful storytelling. She enjoys exploring human emotions, social issues, and cultural narratives through vivid, character-driven content. With an intuitive style and a love for arts and mental health topics, she brings depth and perspective to every piece she pens.
