How can I ever thank you enough?
This is my first ever blog in siliconindia. Though I used to blog in blogger, somehow it came to a pause an year back. I always wanted to revive it but kept postponing it. Today I decided to finally start; more because I feel I have many things to say to people who care to read
Yesterday I got a call from one of my old friend in kerala. It was a casual talk. We were catching up after a long time and hence had lots to pass to each other. Slowly we went back to our college days.It was womens college in a small town called Alleppey in Kerala. The best days of my life, where I gave wings to my dreams.In school I was always a shy girl. I could sing and dance but was too shy to be on stage. But in the first year of college, I found myself in a strange situation. Somehow I got the responsibility to organise the Freshers day where all the students had to partcipate in one activity or the other. It was not compulsary. But it was a custom which was followed for years. Students who cant perform on stage can participate in sports, make delicacies for teachers and seniors, stitch or do anything. Many students started sweating.I was the worst hit because I was given the responsibility to organise it.
Collecting all my guts I went to the Principal's room. I told her -"Ma'am, I won’t be able to do it. It’s a huge responsibility. I have never done it before. Nor do I have the guts to do it. “A smile spread across her calm and serene face. She gave me a glass of water and told me to relax. After a few seconds, she pointed towards the painting in her room. The picture was of birds flying high. She asked me a very simple question: Why do you think are the birds flying so high?" I did not answer her. She continued -"because the fear of falling or failure is not stopping them from flying high." Somehow her words struck the 16 year old girl who always had this fear of failure. I knew I never ventured into anything because I feared failure. A few seconds later I got up and told her -"I will try my best." She smiled reassuringly and I walked out of the room. We had a blast on the freshers day. I gave my first solo dance performance on the stage for the event. It was not a perfect event. But that evening my happiness was uncontrollable. Because I did it. That was the beginning of a journey which I am continuing even today. Its not that I nolonger fear. Nor is it that I dont fail also. But I try to overcome it rather than letting it overcome me. The same attitude has helped me in many places in life.
It helped me when I first walked into The Hindu and asked the Senior Sub -Editor if I can write for the newspaper as a freelancer. She asked me "do you have experience?" I said "no". I suggested a topic and volunteered to write and told her" If you like it pls publish it". On a monday morning, as I was siping my tea and glancing the newspaper, suddenly my name caught my attention. The article was published. The next day she called me and gave me another assignment and slowly I became a regular freelancer there. I always feel if I had not asked her, I would not have had the opportunity to work with The Hindu. Moreover, it opened a new life for me as a journalist. A life I am proud of and cherish warmly today.
I talked to my friend for a long time. We relived those moments. If my Principal’s words inspired me, my friend was there with me supporting me throughout. I thanked her. But I don’t have any contact with Sr.Annet, my Principal. She left my college after a year and went to
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