It wasn’t a good start of 2020 for me as I was
hospitalised on the sixth day of the year. Although it made me
fragile, I never stop praying for better days. And little did I know, many good
things are about to happen a bit by bit for me this year.
This place has been a place for me to express my
thoughts for the past six years. Though I write on blogger.com, one thing for
sure is I never consider myself as a blogger. Not even once. Because I see
myself as a storyteller and ordinary writer who loves to share her endless
questions into words.
As I started writing a few years ago, I have my own
vision where I want to be. Not only I want my blog to reach out to the world,
but I also aspire to see myself grow in doing what I love. One of my dreams is
to have my own column on The Star or NST. For anyone who likes to write, being a
columnist in a newspaper is everything and not many can have that.
Whenever people ask me, what makes me
persistent with my passion? I would gladly answer that I
have always believed that my blog will take me somewhere later on. I don’t mind
if people were scoffing if my hobby can take me further because it takes the
right person to notice my talent.
To be honest, I never thought I would be a writer
someday. I didn’t know that I could write informatively not until my English
teacher told me I could write an article pretty well. If Ms Molly didn’t say
that to me, most probably I am still clueless about what I could do in life.
I spent the first week of my semester break by
listing out publication and journalism companies. Then, I applied, sent my resumes,
told them a bit of my passion. I was hesitated at first, thinking if it’s the
right time for me. I was aware that I only had a tiny chance for any part-time
writer position because I didn't come from a journalism background.
I waited for days. I kept checking on my phone just
in case if any of them responded to my humble e-mail. Even though the chance
for me to get replied is likely low but deep down inside I hoped they would
notice my e-mail. One can never go wrong with hope.
Surprisingly, some of them replied and I was
overwhelmed. One of the first who reached me out was Espoletta which I finally
landed a job there. They set me a date for an interview because they wanted to
know me better. I was contemplating to go at first, but I thought if I were to
turn this one down. Then, perhaps I won't get the same chance again. I decided
to give it a shot. The interview was fun, I was being myself the whole time.
One of the questions that I was able to recall
was, "why do you keep doing what you love even though you’re
taking something else?
You see, I get almost the same questions every time
I talk about my passion. I don’t blame them for being sceptical but one should
know it’s not always about gifted and talents. If you are willing to commit to
doing something and you care less about what people say about you. Trust me,
you are on the right track. Just hang on a little bit more because YOUR time
will come. Mark my word.
My dad didn’t let me have a platform for me to
write because he thought I would write nonsense things. But I did anyway, I
signed up for blogger.com when I was 16 and keep on writing till this day. I
didn’t know how my blog somehow gets to my aunty but I’m glad she did and
obviously, she told my dad duh. I was scared at first, truly was!
Alhamdulillah, my parents have been so supportive ever since. And to Mak Ngah,
I know you are a silent reader to this platform, so if you are reading this, thank
you for telling Babah that I didn’t write something rubbish on my blog.
I had my writing workshop last weekend and it was
good to make some new friends who share the same passion as mine. Things were
different back then, for you to be a writer in a magazine, you need to
take journalism and that’s the law. However, it doesn’t work that way anymore
these days. Sometimes in life, we got to grab the opportunity that comes
rather than looking for what we desirably want or suits us best.
When I first signed the contract, it wasn’t because of the attractive payment offered but I wanted to build my career as a writer. Never
underestimate the power of dreams because dreams will definitely bring you to
the place where you want to be and should be. I knew it was the right time for
me after seeing how supportive Babah is to my passion. I finally get the green
lights, don’t I? Maybe the blessings from my parents have
opened the doors for me to move forward.
And to my dearest readers (if I have any), thank
you for spending time to read my meek post every time I posted one. I had to
ask for my close friends' opinions each time I posted a new story because I was
scared if it wasn't good enough. With that, shout out to these two - Sabrina
and Zura, celebrate soon okay! I am a dreamer just like you, but what makes us different
is, I work from zero in making my dreams into reality. And you
should too.
No matter where life brings you, and whatever you
do, do it with all love.
