Worst times, best ever!

Personally, this past month has been a roller coaster working on quite a list of endeavors. This blog, mainly, has had the visible success in numbers and mainly the writing. I guess penning down everyday here is not going to be a “task” as opposed to something I’d do daily. Like, going to college.

I know.

The internet poses great challenges to use it as a tool for making money. Firstly, there are many more bloggers than I’d have imagined, now that I get to interact with a few of them. Doing so, takes me further away from wanting to monetize on this site as early as now. Before, it was only me posting on my domain-version of the blog. I never realised how good the community on a site like WordPress could be – where most of us are writing, clicking photographs, researching the hidden treasures of science and just creating. Readers’ traffic from WordPress particularly is quite interesting.

Plus, I am learning about the names of countries I never imagined to be a happening reason to my life. To add more to this fact, there are people reading my articles from these very countries holding me as a noob in Geography. As if Sir Dev Prasad from school was not enough to prove me wrong about my lacking interest in social-studies. It is always going to be the subject I look back to.

Here’s a creature from Botswana, a wild, wild country. Also, a name I never knew.

Talking to fellow bloggers feels so right. I interacted with Lou, a craftsman. Having conversations with someone so far and feeling safely progressive to be of art, is a feeling I’ll treasure. I want to ride in the sea with Lou and his stories from the ocean. Then, we’ll not have to worry about a virus hitting any borders. Right?

I am very grateful for the life gifted to me by my known, and now even the unknown. It feels surreal to be living the life you dream of. I am, indeed, loving the life as it remains in me. And, that’s all I ever really hoped for.

What can one lose when all he has is the breath shared with the never ending skies, the oceans until horizon, the birds mocking the flee and humans to enjoy all of it while the mountains roar for my presence in the most of this life.

Thank you!

Notes to the one who has entered 20s

Dear Shreyas,

Here are a few tips from yourself learning from the amazing life so far. Even when you are self-obsessed, you are made to believe in the notions of the millennia. In which, you might just turn out to be a narcissist. Apart from wanting your work to define you, it is always safe to trust in the generation’s hardships offered.

If it means to be old-school, it is always better than duplicating the generation’s deeds. Creating. Because doing that means you might just not be of the future-cool or even the “old-school.”

It means to be of now.

Slowing down helps you

Most of the times, your actions have been better when done with time. You take time to realise. It is this abundant time you feel as your companion in any hard-period. A chigga outbreak, or an year of depressing thoughts. It is time and light that will guide you.

Spontaneity too has given you joy incomparable.

Living now

As Buddha’s lessons have taught you, living now is the ultimate achievement you seek for in a moment. Believe whatever you want to, but let it be now that you believe in. Wondering if tomorrow you’ll have a job or why you didn’t have one yesterday – has got you nowhere. When you did stop doing it, you have written nearly 14,000 words on a blog. You had offers and chances to make money you never wished for. You cleared 17 backlogs in a year. Remember, passing 20 subjects is different from clearing one subject. And, you did it.

You traveled to the mountains and the sea. And this guy has already given you the medal. You lost it. But, you still have to reach the highest mountains, swim with the currents and live with the trees.

Your life’s quality is independent

Of money. Of time. Of space. And, of anyone.

You are not writing screenplays. You are reading more often. Blah. You love the skies with your family. You rock smiles with your friends. Blah.

Your writing is just about good. You love visuals. You do good photography. Blah. You want to make films. I can’t write notes at a stretch about fMRI (GitHub plug) let alone you. Back to fMRI. Blah. You are doing fine with the works of all kind that you dream of. And, time has never been enough. But, you hope for the dreams as always.

You are awesome.