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The Accidental Freelancer

I was a voracious reader ever since my school days. From the very formative years of learning, I was totally inclined towards English. Fast-forward a few decades, I have been lucky enough to spend the last three years as a full-time as well as a freelance writer. It is not always easy, but it is a fulfilling career in itself, that allows me to do what I love, write!

I have always preferred the company of books over people. It is not that I do not like people. Of course I do. It is just that when I am too much surrounded with people, even though it be my dearest and close ones; there is always a moment when I would rather prefer reading a book.

As a freelance writer, what I like the most is that you rarely entirely switch off. At least, I don’t! There’s always an article which is going on in the back of my mind, or an idea for a new pitch to write on or something that I have already written. In the beginning, it was just a hobby, writing one piece a month and then gradually in a week. But now, it is my routine, my lifestyle, a part of my being. Now, I write daily and I get that instant urge to start typing and pen down what ever is there in my head. Accidental freelancer because never had I ever thought of being a freelance writer. I just came across random clients and undertook the projects that were offered to me. Happy in my profession, happy being an accidental freelancer.


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A walk down the memory lane

Who doesn’t have fond memories attached with his/her own school. For me, my school was not only my 2nd home but also my Mecca, my Temple, my Church, my Gurdwara, my Alma Mater. And what better than reminiscing those long lost memories on the eve of the school’s 51st birthday.  St.Xavier’s School, a tag, a brand and a mark in its own self. I always dreamt of studying here and was on cloud nine when I was selected for admission.

The strong bond of 12 years gave me the courage, base, strength and lessons for a whole lifetime. It was here I got my identity, it was here I understood who I am and what I want from life, it was here I learnt to dream and fly. An air of nostalgia envelops me and I fall short of words as I sit to write today. I can only say that the love for my school and my memories related with it will permanently be etched in my mind till my last breath.

It is here where I gained my roots, it is here where I grew, it is here where I blossomed. Today, on this very auspicious day, I wish my school a million more happy birthdays in the years to come.

-Shades of Life