You all must be thinking what made me get started with writing. Those who know me well might have to think twice to make themselves believe that I have started a blog. Not only that but I am also expecting my closest buddies and siblings to say Tu aur Writer?! *bursting into a crazy laughter.* But here I am…
I have been into reading since quite a long time now. I belong to a kind of family where parents usually believe that their responsibility ends after they send their children to attend the best school and college in town. They expect them to turn out to be the best because they have provided them with the best opportunity in their capacity. Unfortunately, most of the middle-class parents fail to realize that the initial learning of a child begins at home not school. And that the parents too, in addition to the teachers, have to invest some time in bringing up their kids.
That does not mean i am complaining that my parents did not invest their time and energy bringing me up. NOT AT ALL! Their lives have literally been revolving around three of us since day one and they have brought us up in such a way that if I manage to be half the parent to my kids that they have been to us, I would be one crazy proud mom!
Oops! I think I got carried away.. Anyways coming back to reading and writing. All I wanted to say was that along with teaching us to eat with a spoon and fork, respecting elders, keeping our fingers out of our noses and using expressions like please, thanks & sorry much often, parents usually forget to work on developing reading and writing traits of their children. Probably that is the reason it took me almost 23 years to realize reading and writing play such a significant role in shaping one’s life.
About the magic of reading, I found out that it takes you into a whole new wonderful world. Lets see what wonders writing does… CHEERS!