My journey from 18 to 22 was a rollercoaster filled with curiosity, excitement, and a fear of giving up someday.
I came from a small town, which is known for its wooden toys (Channapatna), and I did my schooling there. An introvert, mostly interested in spending time alone, doing daily rituals alone, walking back home, doing some homework, some play time, and I was decent at studies. Also had quite strict parents. A normal family. But you get the context, right?
My favourite picture I could have from my school days.
During this time (age: 13–16), I was curious to read what was happening around, and we used to get a newspaper every morning, probably the first thing I could do when I woke up, having my morning milk, lol.
That was my morning routine in my schooling days.
I remember I was an inquisitive kid. Mostly around history, sports, and art. Gradually, my interests in history and sports fell when I was starting my 11th grade, not that I did something related to art after my schooling, because you know most Indian parent force their kids to do certain things, maybe it's their instinct that I might do well as an engineer someday, and it comes with concern.
Fast forwarding to my college days, I fu*ked up badly with my studies. I believe I never wanted to choose that path, but it did give me some learning, and this is when I moved to Bengaluru, during my 2nd year of college. I managed to travel to my college every day (close to 30ish kms).
While I wasn’t doing great at my studies, I just wanted to try out something outside, and it kept me looking for what I’d like to do the most in my life, and my instinct drove me towards writing.
I started to talk to people who can help me out on this.
I started to take online courses on copywriting.
I started journaling about my thoughts.
I started to read more as well.
It took me one year to get my first freelancing gig at the end of 2019.
I met a friend who was pursuing a similar path, and she introduced me to a group of content writers (it was a WhatsApp group) where we used to work on projects. I used to write long-form blogs for publications. It was fun, I enjoyed my time there, and I made ₹5K in the first 2–3 months.
At the same time, I wanted to figure out a secure path, you know, like a 9–5 gig or something, where I can do writing all day, get paid for it, and keep myself happy.
Then I ended up in a marketing role, managing social media accounts for a startup. It was my first full-time job, where I was not so happy with the work I was doing. Then I jumped into another company, felt the same, and moved to another agency, which gave a wider lens to think about. Meanwhile, all these switches I used to write about my findings on LinkedIn, as if I knew everything. Lol. But that practice kept my passion for writing alive.
I then decided to write on LinkedIn consistently.
I wanted to help people with writing.
I just wanted to do what I love.
In 2025, I received an opportunity where I was tasked to help business people write about their journey, learnings, and failures in their own style and get paid for it. Haha.
I mean, this was the dream job, right? I dropped my last job and went straight into this, and I can proudly say that I have become a full-time writer now (after 4 years of trying out).
I know. I know. I didn’t just want to quit my last job to get this feeling.
This was just a start, and I still have the same curiosity, excitement, and fear of giving up someday, which is the last thing I want to do.
Today, I help people write their findings and journey.
But how would I document my own journey? In a way, I can share and reflect for myself? This is the place I found. Not promoting this as the best way/option, but I believe this place gives me freedom to express my thoughts without being afraid of how people would take me or my journey. I also got this confidence now that I don’t know how people would perceive me, but I just want to document my journey as a writer. Unfiltered way.
An inquisitive kid who dreamt of becoming a writer kept trying out multiple things, and came back to get what he wanted, and hopefully make a great living out of his passion. :)
I don’t know how this will help you, honestly. It might inspire you, it might motivate you, it might share some values, I don’t know, but I promise myself one thing: not to give up. On this journey. On this process. On this passion.