This is another one of those days when I cannot stop wondering why the hell I am doing what I am doing and why the hell I am not doing that which I have always dreamt of doing. To be clear, I am talking about those activities which I do for money. I have had this gut feeling since long that I should become an entrepreneur. The idea itself excites me. Just thinking what it would be like to have a start up of your own is a big motivation to me. It’s not that I am just fascinated by entrepreneurs and therefore I am a wannabe one, it’s that I have this inner voice telling me at all times that I am not cut out for doing a job under anyone. I am a good listener, but I am one of those persons who listen to everyone and then act on their own free will. I, and the people who know me closely, have always believed that I can be happy and have satisfaction from my work life only when I work on my terms, on something I love to do. But the real question that has been holding me back is that what is it that I would love to do! What is my real passion! True, I am a passionate person in what I do, but can I make a career out of any of them? I love singing, I have always loved playing guitar, I love writing, and I think I would really love teaching. But to make a company out of these passions seems way too fancy. I have had this recurring idea of starting up my own web blog with content that will interest people. It always seems like a really good idea and the n number of blogs running successfully over the Internet makes the plan of commercializing my own blog seems very much plausible. But whenever I think of sitting down to write something, confusion again prevails. Today, I have compelled myself to write this fact that I am very confused on what I
should write, so I am writing what I
want to write. And I want to write my heart out, and that is what I am going to do here. I hope you all enjoy reading the babble of an ordinary soul.
