Its somewhere around end april..

And the buzz about many virgin voters

is ringing everywhere..

For me I would nt have really cared if it was years back..

But After splashing into the journalism world

for some time

I was forced to learn ministers names,

what they do

and where they stand in!

All the walk abouts with the ministers

that I had,

The one to one interviews..

Hearing heart landers talk about them

and how they react in public

has definitely given me

a hint of politics.

But I still would say

Politics is not my cup of tea..

of coffee rather,

haha..

I have always preferred

to speak with random people,

students or mingle with a family

that was getting some neighbourhood award..

lol.

It always gave me the warm feeling to be sitting amidst them

and feel bonded for the time that I had to interview that

and get the gist to write in the two or three column that would be allocated to me..

I always felt that the space was not for me to outshine my name

but a space given to them to say it out loud to the public..

I always went out telling myself

not two days are the same and everyone was

a lesson walking around for me to

read, reflect and share it with others.

and thats how I have always approached them,

Being born in a staunch muslim family,

Initially when I was told to go to temples, churches etc,

my parents gave me a raised eyebrow.

But being a journalist

I embraced it and

looked forward to

a vibrant culture rich day filled with knowledge.

and thats what I always got.

people accepted me for the smile that I gave them

and I accepted them

for letting me know the simple essence of life..

Now as I have stepped out for a breather for a while,

each interview sessions for each articles I have written

seem to come across as a flash before my eyes.

It taught me that that I am unique..Just like everyone else..

Those who had the glitter of hope in their eyes and

smile on their faces despite the difficulty in life.

Those crossed milestones despite physical challenges.

Those who got second chances.

Those who didnt regret

the mistakes

but took it as a challenge to survive and be a better individual..

Even those negative vibe ones..

How a family background if not good

could spoil an entire life..

and so on..

Suddenly am feeling it all running in fron t of my eyes..

I am thankful to GOD

for all the days spent knowing people

who shared their innermost secrets with me..

I really hope that I have delivered to the society

what they could sieve out as diamonds

and throw away the rocks..

It was indeed a heavy responsibility

and It took me all this hustle bustle political

topics around me to give this emo journal!

hahaha..

well well tho I had left the field for 1000 other reasons,

I have got the spark in me

that I will definitely continue to

contribute in the way that I have always wanted

soon.

INSHA ALLAH =)