How I quit engineering and became a travel writer-photographer
“Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves: will our actions echo across the centuries? Will strangers hear our names long after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?”
Last year, I took a leap, a final call towards my dreams and what I believe in. Last year, seemed a decade of turmoil, remorse, wasted effort, failure and what not. But, most importantly, last year, I did not give up to my woes. And, last year, I took a leap of faith.
I was not given much choice to live life on my terms the usual way, but with a heavy heart and some turbulences, I pursued it anyways.
Each day was a fight, a fight to prove myself worthy of my dreams that seem too far.
And now, when I look back, I know each experience counts, each mould has its own importance in shaping myself up for the life ahead.
Each blow that I received by the destiny (or, my karma) has now forged myself into what I am today.
Yes, I am made up of mistakes, regrets, and a dozen failures, but, I learnt that even after all the responsibilities and the backlash, I could stand up for my own choices and walk up my own path.
And, no one can snatch from me what only belongs to me.
Last year, was one such year.
After supporting the most important decision of my life and gradually working towards it, I stepped into a whole new world, which was altogether a different realm, shining bright with promises of tomorrow.
Last year, I went under transition as poetry happened to me.
Last year, I went on to discover pearls in the oceans inside me.
Last year, I learned to embrace the beauty of every single moment that happened to me.
Last year, somehow, after lifting myself up, I started learning.
And, the most important thing that I learned last year came from a feeling, a feeling of being appreciated. Yes, I believe that each single soul deserves to be appreciated in one way or the other. I know that the world is not perfect, but we can make it perfect by appreciating those souls at the right time. It acts as the fuel for those souls who strive and fight for their passions and dreams and walk a path where they are mere lone wolves.
I have never hesitated or restricted myself in appreciating someone for who they are, ever since. And today, I would like to appreciate this fellow, who I recently came across, as a friend shared his blog post with me.
His journey speaks volume about his ideas, beliefs, passions and his one single dream. His efforts and dedication are really commendable and I believe his story must reach masses to illuminate some lives.
And I hope, someday, maybe, I will share my story too.
For now, I walk my own path.
And, remember —
“You have to feel today what tomorrow has to offer. For tomorrow, the sun shall bestow today’s hopes.”
– Kabir Malik
Five years ago, I dared to dream.
In 2011, I was a computer engineer gulping cupfuls of machine-spewed instant coffee at an IT company while pondering a strange existentialist cloud that rained often on my cubicle. I was disillusioned by the tech bubble that encircled my life, the kind that makes managers worry about web servers instead of people when natural disasters strike. They were just doing their job I guess, but it was clear to me that that job wasn’t my calling. So, I quit. And I dared to dream of a career which would make me travel the world to tell stories through my favourite channels of expression – writing and photography. Now, before you denounce this reckless career leap as a millennial’s privilege, let me stop you right there and agree with you. Yes, I’m one of those Gen-Y yuppies who are constantly seeking their ‘special’ place in this world, unlike their…
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