About#2

I am, like nearly half the population in India, qualified to be a software engineer. By nature, I am:

  • very out-going (I’m frequently turned out of the house for cracking corny jokes)
  • generally perceived to possess an enviable sense of humour (a useful quality in one aspiring to be a humorist)
  • an exceptional pianist – my skills lie in being able to drive the neighbours out of house and home
  • very bad at cooking…though that is germane to the issue
  • a true Gemini

My struggles

What struggles? I’ve never struggled in my life! Actually, I’ve had rather an easy time of it. When I was three, I went with my parents for an interview for admission to kindergarten. The kindly lady asked me some simple question, which I answered with an almighty bawl. The poor woman took me in just to stop my howling, which, by all accounts, was audible within a five-mile radius.

The kindergarten teachers regularly updated the parents about their wards’ progress. During one such parent-teacher tête-à-tête, my mother gave vent to her concern that, like my sister, I too would turn out to be a quiet child. You know, the kind of kid that keeps brooding in a corner of the room. My teacher, on hearing my mother’s concern, grimly informed her that her fears were completely unfounded – I was quite unlike my sister. In fact, she said, I chattered so much that she would soon be forced to tape my mouth shut.

It is precisely for this reason that I became a writer.

Everyone thought it would be a splendid idea if, instead of exercising my vocal chords so much and so frequently, I transferred my spoken gems to paper. It would augur far better for my future, they said. And so, here I am.

The first piece of fiction I wrote was when I sent in a leave application to my boss. Oh sorry, actually it was much before that. Let me just jog the memory cells a bit.

Ah yes! It was at age 12, when I was giving my exam for English Literature. The question paper demanded a story involving an aeroplane.

I remember that all the time while I was writing, the invigilator stood behind me reading my output, having long abandoned her invigilation duties. At that time I thought my story was brilliant. But now I realise we were both (the invigilator and I) off our rockers.

A plot in which a plane full of grown-up, mature adults mistakenly believed an alarm clock to be a time-bomb, was juvenile, to say the least.

Thankfully, I have grown up now, and my writing has matured considerably, as is evident in these pages that you see.
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13 thoughts on “About#2

  1. Haha your Dad sent me your Liquid Imagination piece. What a chhupa rustam, you turned out to be!! Style of writing, definitely A+. However, forgive me if the whole vampire plot was lost on me. Too much of the sparkly Edward Cullen variety of the present, has ruined the time-tested Dracula-esque kind! Looking forward to reading more on your blog!

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  2. Ahh. So may be that’s what prompted me to write too!! Married for more than a decade, I have become a good listener at home. Well with mouth shut most of the time, writing is the only other avenue to let your expression out!

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