A book of 365 days : For the love of my passion


It was a usual day for me at work , and more over a weekend approaching . The day when no one in this world wants to work. “Work” yes this word sounds very monotonous these days. We all are working, for the day of the month when get that nice amount into our salary accounts. And you know what i am really happy with amount that gets into my account every month. But , in past few years i was not able to understand that what i was doing is some thing i was suppose to do , or was i meant to do this. I was loosing out on it. I had not found my passion.

Imagine folks , you are currently working on some thing which is not your passion. But , what if you find your passion and that passion gets you money into your account every month , that too at an increasing rate. Isn’t that amazing. Most of us don’t have enough motivation . Our Supervisors set the same old goals and we end up saying at the end of the year that i did this and that blah blah blah.

Look back and see , what you say have you actually done it. Quite a lot of us would have monotonously achieved it. But , its not our passion. I realized mine with this simple webpage that conveys my words to the entire world who is reading this.

Thanks to technology which has contributed a lot to my passion. While i am typing this , i am not speaking a single word , but my words would go cross the boundaries barring all barriers.

We say for the love of god, I say for the love of words, for the love of writing , for the love of my passion. For the love of everything in this world.

My words are my god , my words are my love , my words are my passion . My words are everything for me.

So for now this is Shwetal signing off from this place. Hast la vista.

Enjoy everything for the love of yours.

Shwetal – An Avid writer.



A book of 365 Days : Baby Giraffes never go to school.


 Baby Giraffes never go to school.

But they learn a very important lesson rather early in life.

A lesson that all of us would do well to remember.

The birth of a baby giraffe is quite an earth-shaking event.
The baby falls from its mother’s womb, some eight feet above the ground.
It shrivels up and lies still, too weak to move.
The mother giraffe lovingly lowers her neck on baby giraffe and then something unbelievable happens.

She lifts her long leg and kicks the baby giraffe, sending it flying up in the air and tumbling down on the ground.
As the baby lies curled up, the mother kicks the baby again and again until the baby giraffe, still trembling and tired, pushes its limbs and for the first time learns to stand on its feet.

Happy to see the baby standing on its own feet, the mother giraffe comes over and gives it yet another kick.

The baby giraffe falls one more time, but now quickly recovers and stands up.

Mama Giraffe is delighted.
She knows that her baby has learnt an important lesson:

Never mind how hard you fall, always remember to pick yourself up and get back on your feet.

Why does the mother giraffe do this?
She knows that lions and leopards love giraffe meat.
So unless the baby giraffe quickly learns to stand and run with the pack ?
it will have no chance of survival.

Most of us though are not quite as lucky as baby giraffes.
No one teaches us to stand up every time we fall.
When we fail, when we are down, we just give up.
No one kicks us out of our comfort zone to remind us that to survive and succeed, we need to learn to get back on our feet.

Have a Nice Day
Its too big but worthit


A book of 365 days- When someone took your hand.


The day when you feel that you are the most lonely person in this world. You need a  hand. When you are standing in rains waiting for it to get over. Soaked in water completely , hiding your tears so that no one is able to notice. That is when you need this hand. But why ?

Let me make a confession here, i am a very emotional person. I can’t see someone in pain. And even if by mistake i am the one who is responsible for hurting someone , i become restless. My voice is choked and i cant stop my tears. This happened some time back , i was resting my head on the table with those unstoppable drops of tears flowing out of my eyes. Like a blast of uncertain lava of emotions that was holding inside me.

I felt a hand on my shoulder which reached out to my palms and was holding it tightly, the flow of tears coming out of my eyes suddenly slowed and eventually stopped. When that hand was holding my hand , i felt something was flowing inside me . A sense of comfort which was going to stop all my worries and calm me down. It was as if someone was talking to me. Saying that “CALM DOWN ! you are not suppose to cry.

It was the hand who was holding all my emotions. We all need it. At times, we want that hand to reach out to us and say i am there for you. There are times that when you have done something that has hurt someone, which is why you are crying. That is when you need this hand to reach out to you , to guide you , to comfort you. All you have to do is just walk along with this comfort and calm mind.

I am sure some day will come when i am calm enough to not hurt someone or make anyone cry.

For now this is Shwetal signing off from this place. Hasta la vista.

Shwetal – An avid writer.


A book of 365 Pages – Day 1


All these days i was not able to figure out what am i supposed to write. I kept scratching my head. I had no clue as to what was happening. Nothing was coming in front of me. I had stopped writing for quite some time. Writing is my passion and i was loosing out on it. It was evening 31st December 2013, and i was out for my dinner. My phone kept vibrating , each time i looked at it, it was some or the other friend of mine, sending me wishes. I kept thanking and giving them wishes in return.  After all a year had passed and a new one was to arrive right after midnight. It was some thing new about to begin. A new time , a new moment , a new era . Who knows whats in store for next 12 months.

A new chapter was about to begin in few hours. And, while i am writing this , a new chapter has already started. Chapter 1 A book of 365 pages. Its a day 1 for this new chapter for me. Lots of things supposed to happen this , i don’t know what , but as words come in front of me i am going to read this chapter. Some people are so busy in their routine , which of course is important , they don’t realize that lots of things happening around them , which is part of their lives , is a chapter in its own. Events come take place get over , thats one chapter starting and ending. But, they tend to not read them.

I am reading my chapter while i write this. Day 1 of my chapter is about to end. And day 2 for this book of 365 days is about to begin. I dont have any idea as to whats in store for me in day 2 . But , i wanted to finish this experience and this chapter before the clock hits 00:00 tonight.

I still have 23 minutes left before i hit day 2 , while i am writing this. For those who took so much interest in what i was writing, they might have lost a bit of interest . But i want them to come back , read each day when i write this . This is going to be a journey to next 364 days on this website.

The first page was blank for this book , now its not.

For now this is Shwetal signing off from this place, happy reading

An – Avid writer.


I am back…..


I was missing for quite sometime. Lost in a world, which was filled with illusion. I dont know why. All i knew was i need to find my way out. The world where i was lost , was filled with people running around for what , that i guess god only knows. The inner self which i had explored through my blog was going into hibernation. I am still to realize as to why this happened. I am sure someday i am going to get my answers. But, yes i am happy to say  i am back.

The day i stopped writing on this blog, i was loosing out on my creativity. And yes i know for the fact that when you stop writing , you loose out on attention which you had recieved when you write on a regular basis. Let me share my experience on getting lost. The day i was lost in this so called world of illusion , i was heavily stressed. Started loosing my weight , basically i was not being myself. How important that was for me. In fact, its not only important for me. I believe everyone in this world is loosing out on their identity. People are doing things that they are told to do or supposed to do.

But are they happy from inside. I am sure the answer for Majority would be NO. A big no. Each one  of us has a passion inside us to do something. But, we never ever realize this. Not even make one small attempt to make sure we try to explore our passion. Sorry try to explore would be a wrong. But , we never explore our passion. If,we only try to explore our passion we would only keep trying.

Its time to stop trying and actual doing.  I am a passionate reader and writer , and  i can say that happily. I am sure most of you missed me while i was lost. But now the time is up and i am back. And this time not to go back. But to stay.

For now this is Shwetal signing off from this place. Hasta la vista…Keep reading.

Shwetal – An avid writer.

My day job v/s My passion


It took me years to understand the meaning of passion. 8 years of my day job, each day was the same. I used to reach work , do my usual day to day work go  home, eat and sleep. 8 years on and one fine day , i kept on thinking. Is this what i like ? The answer was a obvious Yes , and why not. After all its my bread and butter. However, it was still not my passion. I did not understand what exactly was my passion. People are passionate about traveling,music etc. What was i passionate about ? I was not getting my answer.

One fine day i ended up starting this blog. I still dont remember what was in my mind when i was starting this. All i knew was i was going to write something. And the day i started doing this i was enjoying it. People read whatever i wrote. Liked it , gave their comments it was quite exciting. Getting new people on the blog. Networking with the, slowly and steadily i had recognized my passion.  I became quite passionate about my writing.

So passionate that i am writing this blog while i am at work. So now the question , should you make a choice between your day job versus your passion ? Answer could be Yes depending on the situation. Now if your passion is earning you  money which is as good as your day job people might call it a quit. But sometimes people are happy about earning less money and enjoying their passion.  So the answer is very dynamic.  But yes it is important to have a passion in life. Passion creates love inside you.  Love for what you are doing. Love for success. Love for success and hunger for success.

I have seen examples where people have quit their decent paying jobs and had passion for cooking and became entrepreneur.  However , quite a few of us are so scared of what others are going to think about our passion and hide their talent , just because of one thought that what people are going to think.

Remember , what people are going to think is none of your business. They have their so called brains so let them think. We can use our so called brains in a productive fashion , and i am sure whoever is reading this will like the idea.

If we start thinking what people are going to think , then what are people going to think
So let people to do their jobs and you do yours.

What is your answer i would like to hear it from you all ?

For now this is Shwetal signing off from this place. Hasta la vista.

Shwetal – An avid writer.


Anniversary time… One year complete on wordpress. :-)


I had completely forgotten that it was my blog’s first anniversary , i have completed one year blogging around mindlessly. Hard to believe but yes i am addicted , addicted to this blog . Well it is at least better than smoking, drugs and alcohol. I cant sleep if i have not written anything. So one year 281 followers , 1900 hits. Not bad huh ! Not really Bad i would say.

I would want to thank all my followers and fellow readers, for showering their love and affection on this blog. I really love you all.

Though i have not been a published author so far, but a different person from within me has come out. I remember the time i used to write essays in my school. I was horrible at writing those. Just to make sure that i fill in the page to get some score i used to repeat sentences and pointers . So that it looks bigger.

But with my one year of experience as a blogger i have learned quite a few things :

1. Quantity and Quality should complement each other.

2. You Should enjoy what you are writing about rather than writing for the sake of it.

3. It has to come from withing. Spill whatever is in your mind.

4. Don’t think about how many people would like eventually the word is spread.

5. Respect the love that people give to you on your blog . And you get more love.

My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.
Anais Nin