All That Matters
Sometime in Aug 2019, I started working on my first co-author project. It was a part of a contest that consisted of two rounds of evaluation on writing skills. I never doubted my writing skills, though I knew that there would be many writers who ace the show. I was going through a difficult phase of life personally as well as professionally. I was unable to write a single page for the first round. I used to return home, worked up, having multiple chores running in my head. In Delhi, it was unbearably still summers, and it was hard to focus on writing after cooking. I tried some nights and failed. Or rather, I must say my sleep won over my writing. I had the worst boss who would make sure my day was terrible in my nightmare. One fine day, I came home early prepared a power-packed dinner for myself. I challenged myself to finish writing for the contest and then treat myself. I was sure my friends hated me for canceling on them, but I lacked focus. I read and re-read some of my earlier work. I thought to run through my notes, and bingo, I cracked a perfect romantic story. I headed out for ice cream, and when I returned home, I submitted the work for the contest. It felt like an accomplishment. Yet in the morning, I was feeling miserable when I read that crap. We had to wait for the results, and a week later, 36 entries were selected. Oh! my eyes, I was one of them. There was another prompt given to us, and there was another deadline. I was confident that I wouldn’t make it to the top list. My negative instincts or maybe reverse psychology. My personal life was giving me terrible heartaches. I was losing focus. But, I told myself that I had this one chance to live my dream. I opened my laptop on the last day of submission and started writing a story about my ex-boyfriend. The prompt was a break-up between two lovers, and of course, I had first-hand experience with this scenario. Even if I didn’t make it to the list, I wouldn’t regret it. Days passed, and one evening, the results were declared. Six writers had made it to the co-author program by the publication. I wasn’t expecting my name, but that Instagram post made me the happiest person. That was a journey, I started as a writer. I am not sure, my book has been a success or a failure. But I think it took me closer to my dream of becoming a writer.
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