I’m a 21 year old Blogger and am currently pursuing Journalism from MIT University Pune. If I’m to further specify, then I’ve been a writer and have successfully published around more than fifty blogs and articles on prominent platforms that includes Indiblogger and Women’s Web for three years now. They say a heartbreak can either brutally destroy you or it can mightily build you. For me, reconstructing myself seemed like a better option and eventually happened to be the best one. The artist in me resided since I took admission in an art school back in Meghalaya when I was in class two.
I probably wouldn’t have been able to polish my art and writing skills if this lockdown have not been aroused. It’s been almost six months since I landed in Kolkata, where my parents live, and I’d be lying if I say I haven’t been thoroughly enjoying. I agree being locked at home not even just 24/7 but for months , naturally brings boredom but rejuvenation has been my word. That’s the only thing I smelled this entire lockdown. I could not only peek into the matters around more keenly and perceive things with a new perspective but could also pen down these very thoughts, resulting to conveying of utmost truth right on the table.
Realizing that nothing and absolutely nothing bears a permanent date and that you may have to let go of your dreams, your lifestyle, your memoirs, your loved ones at any possible moment regardless of your denial or your constant fight for it, suddenly blurred the hustle in me. My schedule has now attained this very much needed calmness and I no longer feel the need to compete with the made up race and trend that follows whether it’s about gaining attention or hurriedly joining alliances.
Where some are helplessly dying either because of poor financial capability or meager health, some are hungrily running around for two-day meal, some are simply losing their entire belongings due to sudden occurrences, I better be shameful if I keep asking for more and not pluck happiness from the little things around. When we were out of water, electricity and food for almost two days due to the recent impact of Amphan Super Cyclone that hit parts of West Bengal, it felt like a decade. On the third day I realised that at least sleeping safe with your family under a well-built roof is a privilege.
I and my family never really bothered about these existential crisis because we’ve always had an Inverter to seal an electricity emergency , 24/7 water pump to cover water shortage , air conditioners to shut heated rooms and more than ample food storage to avoid hunger concerns even for a minute. And all at once everything seemed like a luxury that really holds absolutely no value if there’s no family to live with. Currently my sole focus is to embrace every single second with my parents and my sister who could get together with us after quite a long wait and keep smoothening the skills I carry, which I believe I already have so far during all these months and I’m only improving with every passing day.
It’s just been three years since I’ve gradually become what I was destined to or more precisely I myself wanted to, but I know there’s a far more long way to go for which I’m ardently looking forward to just that click, that opportunity that’s gonna do justice to all my efforts till date. I won’t say it’s been a cake walk, overcoming a phase that resembled like an impossible time, overtaking the abandoned me and answering every criticism that came in way has been rough and tough indeed yet something in me never allowed me to sit and halt. My profile shall never make you understand the meaning of looking back, for, that’s not something I’m familiar to but it shall certainly give you in writing, the feeling of not looking back.
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