I was wondering, how come I had never taken a flight from Hyderabad-New York via Frankfurt, never found smelling currency in my bank account or never drove an Audi. But still, I strongly believe I’m the happiest person living!! Putting before you a few sessions of my confidence which led to happiness!!
Since my final year of Engineering I was very much fascinated about cinema. At a very young age ManiRatnam made me inclined towards filmmaking, RGV during my adolescence and Sekhar Kammula influenced me with Anand. Though I was not into any craft of film making directly, I rendered how a scene can be gripped on my own way in writing. Writing gradually came out of my interest. I did not create any miracle but, scripting made me strong and happy, as I am never before. How writing made me happy…..in my words….
Initially I was a bit sceptical blogging some stories that were little close to reality. This time I wanted to make much closer to the human truth. This happened when my friend Raghu was discussing with me about blogging and happy living. I started blogging immediately I read “Five point Someone”. Of course, I read and inspired. With the recent “2 States”, I felt I can perform better than Chetan Bhagat, who frequently uses sex as a seduction in all his. Hey, my confidence levels aren’t high; it’s an approach to which my views were given a silhouette. I found immense satisfaction in writing. So I made it….
At my early stage of writing I was little timid exposing my feelings in public. But, some external power made me open-up my views (may be the girl in the train!!). So happened, “Signs of Love” which was true….by nature!! It gave me an enormous confidence and happiness that I never attained. Though people did not enjoy my other writings to that extent, I did not stop. Coz, I felt, my pleasure feels bad….just like
"సరదాకి సిగ్గేస్తే.....మంచికి మొహమాటం అడోచ్చినట్టు!!"
“Saradaki Siggesthe.…..Manchiki Mohamatam Adochchinattu”.
I was happy blogging!! But, due to little down in my career…..i stopped blogging in the name of “Career Concentration”. IT’S A LIE.
“Siggu” and “Mohamatam” overlapped at one stage……So, I stopped blogging for quiet a while.
Recently, I attended an interview with an MNC in
The truth is that, all these days I masked myself in the name of refurbishing my career. To be honest, it was false! “My real contentment lies in blogging. Coz, I gain a lot of confidence in writing….so in a way I’m boosting myself to perform more in doing other activities. I do get lot more satisfaction and this fulfilment doesn’t let me feel lonely or feel dejected….” i have these words in heart, but shared by raghu during our recent conversation. So, these words hammered me and awaken the Self-Actualization!!
Very few people go with their interests…..some times people hesitate doing anything of their wish. It was because of hundreds of eyes watching them. Even I made the same mistake. During my study, I found few eyes watching and very few hearts caring, when it comes to reality. my roomies & close buddies were among them.
పని ఉన్న వాడికి పక్కవాడి ప్రయత్నాలు పట్టించుకునే ప్రాధాన్యం తక్కువ కదా!
“I made a habit of complimenting a person who has done good or favour in any form. Say, it can be……..not using mobile while driving (or) a person with good traffic sense etc. They feel happy!! I attended my close friends wedding in
I do not do all these for any credibility…….I do for my happiness, my world, my life.
Just try to reach out to your happiness…..Congratulate, Wish a good luck, Inspire and Encourage the people before you. You would be amazed how everyone around you will respond--and how much better you will feel.
Anyway the point of this whole article is that I am just so fascinated and intended to see people happy, be optimistic, be funny…..I just live in the moment of real self-actualization and love every person deeply. All these make me stand confident with happiness. Finally, my close buddies are also a reason for my rear, pure and eternal nature!
PS: I requested a 40 yr old, not to use his mobile while driving……in return, I was bashed with the world’s worst language.