I found my love in writing. During my school days, I used to write my diary. Then slowly, I started writing for the school magazine. In the course of making a career, my writing took a back seat. My life took many turns and gradually I settled for a family. My writing had become very occasional by now. Whenever I felt good from inside, I wrote. Sometimes when I felt alone, writing used to be my best buddy. Then for some years, the habit of writing just got lost in the mist.
But all this time, I kept examining myself. I wanted to know where does my creativity lies in? What is that one thing, my soul is craving for?
What makes me happy and what is therapeutic to me when I am sad?
Dreams coming to reality
That’s when I read Education Times about a Creative Writing course. That was my first stair towards my goal. I started writing again. I began to breathe again. My lungs filled with freshness again. This time it was professional. It was a short term course for 2 months. As soon as I finished the course, I searched for freelance writing in magazines and newspapers.
Morale going down
I had emailed to numerous editors with my work with the hope that some publisher would reply someday. Slowly I stopped searching for work. I had no objective to write. I made a blog but I had no audience. I was again at square one. I kept myself busy in family matters. I almost forgot I am a writer. My love had lost its charm. Thinking about it pained me deep in my heart.
Moment of Serendipity
I flavoured my life with different hobbies but nothing seemed to be impressive enough. Someday in the month of May 2016, I received a mail from Woman’s Era magazine. I was sitting with family and while talking to them I read the mail. I didn’t understand the mail. I had to detach myself and read it again. And then I realised that one of my poems got published in their magazine of which they had sent me a pdf file also. I received my first cheque; appreciation for my talent.
This was something unbelievable. This was my true moment of serendipity. I had almost lost my hope. I didn’t even remember what work I had sent to this magazine and when. This came to me as a real surprise. It made me believe that yes I am a writer and nothing in this life can deny the fact. My writing got a life again. I started writing again and added to my blog at the same time. I browsed the internet for the content related sites.
I came across Mycity4kids. It interested me and I wrote it. With some articles old, I felt the topic were monotonous. It portrayed the same issues concerning kids, families, in-laws etc. I thought I needed to move above all that and so I tried to delete my profile from there.
Parallel to this, I had joined BlogBuddy 3.0 with Blogchatter with the thought ‘what’s the harm in just signing up?’ Within a month or so, they started their activity and I got introduced to the world of Blogging; my another moment of Serendipity. I moulded myself into the habit of reading, commenting and sharing. I made some awesome friends here who have become friends for life now. I made a loyal audience. I learned the concept of sharing and following in order to have your own following.
One day, while having lunch at home, I received a call from a lady from www.mycity4kids.com who offered me a sponsored post for Dettol handwash. My article got selected and got paid. This was one more moment of Serendipity in my life.
While flipping through the pages of my life, I can find so many favours from God. And I am thankful to God for each and every moment of my life.
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