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- Story Listed as: True Life For Adults
- Theme: Inspirational
- Subject: Character Based
- Published: 02/24/2015
Yes!! PasSion izZ mY pRoffEssion
Born 1994, M, from Andhra pradesh, IndiaI never knew, how I got the fondness towards writing. But I remember, during my school, teachers always appreciated me for my essay writings. Also, all my friends encouraged me for writing stuff for their girlfriends. My friends had been a great support for me and my writing.
Whenever I get stuck at a point of no return, I just close my eyes and feel the positiveness around me, which is probably the outcome of everyones love and blessings for me.
I had never thought of becoming a writer, not even in my dreams. Nor am I a good writer. But whenever I jot down or scribble words on a piece of paper and make them a complete sentence, people around me startsappreciating it and then I get it.
Once I had filled up a form for National Creativity Aptitude Test, I came across a solution for my unusual question. There was this blank space left for the answer of a simple question... “Your dream career”.
Firstly, I wrote an employable civil engineer But…
Is this my real dream? I thought for a while.
Yes, My mind replied.
It is my real dream for which, I had protested against my parents on selection of BI.P.C in junior college; For which, I had taken admission in a college, which is situated near my Place as I had secured only less in EMCET
But…
Is this my real dream?, I gave it a second thought.
I had always dreamed of becoming a top-class photographer, whose photography was liked by many. I always had a soft corner for photography, my passion. As they say, passion is the best profession, but they forgot to say, passion is not always a wise profession and that's why I had given up the idea of becoming a photographer.
But again…..
My heart skipped a beat or two and I however wrote PHOTOGRAPHY after erasing my previous answer.
When I was about to submit that paper, my fellow classmates read that word PHOTOGRAPHY and started making fun of me, without any reason and I asked them the same, to which, the expected reply came. Are not you matured enough to choose a dream greater than just becoming a photographer?
These words crashed my soul and again made me think of writing something different.
But what would I write? I wasn't sure of anything other, nor did I want to fake it, as many of them had done.
But what would I replace it with?
Do I have any other qualities than photography and studying?
I am an average guy, I said to myself.
But, I am not perfectly average, came a reply from my mind.
All my senses started searching for something inside me and my heart and my mind.
Am I a sportsman? or Am I an idiot?
Am I funny? or Am I a duffer?
But nothing worked….
In between all these ongoing processes, my cell phone beeped.
facebook it displayed.
(my friend had commented on my note Imagination: Nice work buddy…), displayed my message screen.
This message made me think of all the previous comments on my note IMAGINATION...
It's a short little poem made by me. I slightly grinned looking at that message.
My quest had been solved. I hurriedly erased Photography and wrote WRITER on that form…
Can I just write? again a question aroused.
Do I only have this much ink in my pen that can survive till the STORY ends.
Can't I imagine and direct more than just those silly words...
So, this made my mind rule over my soul and I decided that, now whatever I write, will be final.
And in this way, I wrote ”Writer cum Director”..
just an ordinary director? laughed my soul, poking my mind.
So, I wrote of… in continuity what i have to do, i just started thinking then i got its Movies
Now, I had one more task, to fake a name of a movie, which I might direct in future.
But before that, my mind reacted again and asked, Will my movie be just an ordinary one? which would be routine and seen by dear ones.
Wouldn't it be popular among others?
Not just popular but a huge hit.
So, I wrote Director of Best Stories
In this way, a new ray of hope and goodwill struck to both my mind as well as my soul. I submitted that form without further displaying it to anyone, as I was ashamed of showing my scratches to them over just a single question and that too an easy one.
K
In this way, my journey towards writing started……
Yes!! PasSion izZ mY pRoffEssion(Sharukh)
I never knew, how I got the fondness towards writing. But I remember, during my school, teachers always appreciated me for my essay writings. Also, all my friends encouraged me for writing stuff for their girlfriends. My friends had been a great support for me and my writing.
Whenever I get stuck at a point of no return, I just close my eyes and feel the positiveness around me, which is probably the outcome of everyones love and blessings for me.
I had never thought of becoming a writer, not even in my dreams. Nor am I a good writer. But whenever I jot down or scribble words on a piece of paper and make them a complete sentence, people around me startsappreciating it and then I get it.
Once I had filled up a form for National Creativity Aptitude Test, I came across a solution for my unusual question. There was this blank space left for the answer of a simple question... “Your dream career”.
Firstly, I wrote an employable civil engineer But…
Is this my real dream? I thought for a while.
Yes, My mind replied.
It is my real dream for which, I had protested against my parents on selection of BI.P.C in junior college; For which, I had taken admission in a college, which is situated near my Place as I had secured only less in EMCET
But…
Is this my real dream?, I gave it a second thought.
I had always dreamed of becoming a top-class photographer, whose photography was liked by many. I always had a soft corner for photography, my passion. As they say, passion is the best profession, but they forgot to say, passion is not always a wise profession and that's why I had given up the idea of becoming a photographer.
But again…..
My heart skipped a beat or two and I however wrote PHOTOGRAPHY after erasing my previous answer.
When I was about to submit that paper, my fellow classmates read that word PHOTOGRAPHY and started making fun of me, without any reason and I asked them the same, to which, the expected reply came. Are not you matured enough to choose a dream greater than just becoming a photographer?
These words crashed my soul and again made me think of writing something different.
But what would I write? I wasn't sure of anything other, nor did I want to fake it, as many of them had done.
But what would I replace it with?
Do I have any other qualities than photography and studying?
I am an average guy, I said to myself.
But, I am not perfectly average, came a reply from my mind.
All my senses started searching for something inside me and my heart and my mind.
Am I a sportsman? or Am I an idiot?
Am I funny? or Am I a duffer?
But nothing worked….
In between all these ongoing processes, my cell phone beeped.
facebook it displayed.
(my friend had commented on my note Imagination: Nice work buddy…), displayed my message screen.
This message made me think of all the previous comments on my note IMAGINATION...
It's a short little poem made by me. I slightly grinned looking at that message.
My quest had been solved. I hurriedly erased Photography and wrote WRITER on that form…
Can I just write? again a question aroused.
Do I only have this much ink in my pen that can survive till the STORY ends.
Can't I imagine and direct more than just those silly words...
So, this made my mind rule over my soul and I decided that, now whatever I write, will be final.
And in this way, I wrote ”Writer cum Director”..
just an ordinary director? laughed my soul, poking my mind.
So, I wrote of… in continuity what i have to do, i just started thinking then i got its Movies
Now, I had one more task, to fake a name of a movie, which I might direct in future.
But before that, my mind reacted again and asked, Will my movie be just an ordinary one? which would be routine and seen by dear ones.
Wouldn't it be popular among others?
Not just popular but a huge hit.
So, I wrote Director of Best Stories
In this way, a new ray of hope and goodwill struck to both my mind as well as my soul. I submitted that form without further displaying it to anyone, as I was ashamed of showing my scratches to them over just a single question and that too an easy one.
K
In this way, my journey towards writing started……
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