My first writing, The reason

 Hello people, I'm here the hesitant young lady to put my thoughts in a public spot, of course with a different name😅.

This is one of the initiative towards myself for working on my personal growth. There are few chain of incidents that made me start this blog. To begin with I go awestruck when asked a question which I didn't think of coming up, it happens even when it's as simple as being asked about my marital status😐. This does affect my professional and personal work. Secondly, being inside a judgmental and convicting environment for past few years, had made me an introvert who is very afraid to interact to people. Living in such an environment had made me put lot of barriers to my expression of thoughts, yes I can see it. Thirdly, when I was in my 7th grade, if I remember it rightly, we had a story of a girl who has the habit of day dreaming and how her teacher helps to get over it. While I was studing this story I wondered what it is to day dream. Here today I'm immensely day dreaming and watching it penetrating into my study and work time, and decided to put an end to it by this 2024. 

I believe writing doesn't just comes from within, it comes from around. It motivates me to interact, unlearn and learn things, ultimately keeping me alive in present to fight the habit of day dreaming. 

Writing this on a saturday, in my break time while preparing for my monday exam.

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