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Hello everyone. Yep. I just went on a break again. It's like those times when you decide to take a 'power nap' in the afternoon and end up waking up to a new cosmic arrangement of dimensions. I procrastinated. There. But I'm glad I decided to write again. Honestly speaking, the last few months have been fairly terrible. But this blog isn't about me. It's for the greater good. At least that's what I tell myself every time I decide to make an entry. I'm no published writer, I'm no author, but what I am is a passionate amateur writer. Writing gives me joy. I found the irony in connecting the dots. All the time that I spent writing about my emotional journey to find my passion, I completely left out writing. Ironical. Yeah yeah, life can wipe the smirk of its face. What I have realised in the past few months is that happiness can only be found in choices you make for yourself. In this one sided hypothetical relationship with engineering, I've realised my love for writing and music. Taking ownership for them both and making a tough choice for myself has finally let in a ray of light in this otherwise dark night. I call it happiness. As I sit in front of the screen, typing these words out, my soul is lost in the beauty of the language. Forget passion, I've found my solace in something. Now there's this group of people ready to pounce on me and demean my efforts by stating a rather pointless yet cliche line. "There's no money in writing, Ram!". The tears are real. I love TV shows and movies. I'm a big fan of making references. I always find it a really good way to connect with your audience. It's the easiest way to grab their attention. Are we deviating from the topic? Take a closer look, because the closer you look, the less you'll see. Until next time guys!

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