Beginning of a new chapter.

When somebody asks me about my profession, I have a very complicated answer. I am a teacher, also working as a Radio Jockey and I also spend a few hours of my everyday trying to bring awareness on drug abuse and I am also running a fundraising campaign to provide a one- time meal to economically less- fortunate children. Every bit of my work defines me and in some ways, my work doesn't really say who I am. I am not what I do. I am what I believe in. 

In the year 2013, when I was trying to find a new job for myself, I had forwarded my resume to a friend's colleague hoping he would help me find a suitable job. He had an interesting thing to say about my resume. I still don't know if he was being sarcastic or just passing a non-judgmental remark. He said, "Oh!You've done so much in so many places." I don't know what he really meant with that. 

I have come across many people who insist that I should take up a full-time, permanent job (I seriously don't know what permanent job means) and be financially secure (sufficient bank balance to survive on bank interests) and be able to buy a house in Kathmandu (or build a house or buy an apartment or buy a piece of land) and get married (before it's late) and have children and attend wedding ceremonies and enjoy the rest of my life. 

How I wish I had a job which expected me to work 10 -5 and paid me handsome salary and made my future secure. I wouldn't mind being sent to attend workshops and seminars every now and then. Better if sent across the seven seas!! 

Despite being allured to fancy office settings and having desperately tried to find my way to one, I chose to become a teacher. Why? Because I had always wanted to become a teacher. I quit my "full time job" and took up a job of a teacher in a school in 2012. 

Two years down the lane and I haven't made much progress in terms securing my finance and future. But I have made an astonishing progress in my personal life. How? Because I do what I love and I totally love what I do.

When people ask you about your future plans, it raises a doubt on yourself. It makes you feel as if what you are doing in your present life is not sufficient and you are expected to do something more. It is hard to believe in yourself when people around you don't. I may never buy a house in Kathmandu or be able to have sufficient bank balance but my work gives me immense pleasure and I look forward to going to work everyday. (Except during winters when I have to wake up at 5a.m. for my radio show.) I know a lot of people who are lucky to have chosen their passion as their profession. There are people who pursue their dreams despite so many challenges and obstacles. There may never be a happy ending to such people's struggles but there will always be a remarkably beautiful journey to our dreams. And in such people and their stories, I seek inspiration. My blog is a way for me to connect with people who live for their dreams, who live in love and with care. Through my blog, I wish to bring some light upon the work I do and share with you all, the stories of people who are fighters, survivors and change-makers.

I am fortunate enough to have a job, family, house to live in, good two meals everyday and an opportunity to learn so much from my work. Everything and everyone in my life makes my everyday journey towards fulfilling my dream so much more exhilarating that I thought writing a blog and sharing what I learn from my work and relationships would be interesting.

Hence, Scarlet Writes.