Note from an agent's room

Sitting across an agent's room, with one full hour to wait and nothing to talk really, that is when my writer mind woke up.



I used to think I was a loser, but now that I am sitting at an LIC agent's place, looking at him in the eyes and dealing a few things for my sake, I see things from a very different perspective. Life, in a way gives us few, takes a few more, but what it does is it gives the precious experiences and exposure one needs in the form of a few setbacks. Maybe now I know why all of them went away, why a few institutes rejected me, and I refused the others. Maybe now I know why I moved on with things. Maybe now I know what do I want in life.

I have hated my life for more than last ten years. Maybe now I know why. Life threw challenges towards me and I accepted them. Those who don't live in challenges or tend to avoid them live a happier life.


-15.00 PM. 01 August '11