A great many have wondered aloud about my `absence' from Writing on Sand. I must admit I have opened the URL many a time, but something would deviously turn up just as I'd mull typing those golden start words.
In the meantime, have opened blog meant largely to put up my earlier pieces from Tehelka, and probably my future pieces. Starting May, I will officially return to what I love the most, journalism in a daily newspaper, although it never really left me in the two years that I've stayed away from newsroom frenzy.
It's strange that with the second innings too, I am as jittery and nervous as when I began, exactly 10 years back. It's all the more reflective when I note, that I'll join my new organisation exactly three days after my dad officially leaves his organisation after serving it for over 40 years! Hard to think of such a service span in these years of hop-happy professionals.
This time round, am counting on family support. When I was fresh from college, it was flight from family that triggered dreams. Will key in more in the coming days.
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