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Yatrayogi-A mile past halfway

A time in your lives comes, when you tend to look back into it and you find an entire different person you aspired to be. I guess I am living in that time of my life. May be this is called the middle age in common parlance. The other day, I happened to scroll back in my Facebook timeline and I have found the wonderful stories, posts, poems I posted during the time I was trying to shape myself to be a successful man. Success may mean differently to me back then. That was around 2010 to 2015. Gradually stories reduced and later stopped being made in my life. While seeing those old FB posts, I had a vivid flashback of the good times with my friends, the budget trips, the ample ‘me times’, the life I used to like. I have completed half my life and I feel it is time to re-discover the self I used to be. The one person I was proud of being.

I am 40 now. In the para above, I was referring to the time when I was in twenties. Somewhere, I read that every persons commits three mistakes in their thirties. One, ignorin  health; two not giving time to parents and three, stopping to pursue one’s dream. I have committed the first as I already have gathered lifetime companionship of hypertension. I have spent sufficient time with my parents in the last decade, nevertheless they are old now.

But the only mistake I can correct or stop myself from committing is to stop pursuing my dream. Now if I ask myself my dream, in reality I have to choose from many. It changed over the time. I dreamt differently as a kid, as a college boy or when I was in my early career. But one thing always remained constant that I loved to write and I loved to travel. So I have decided. I shall write. I shall write anything and everything I like to. I shall write if I write good, if I write average or anywhere below that. I shall write with or without a reader. I shall write for myself. Likewise I shall travel, for myself. For the inner self. I call myself Yatrayogi.

To introduce myself, I work as a government servant. I do an insignificant job for the Government of India which I feel can easily be handled by an AI Bot. But my only reason for love for the job is that I get to meet people and I get to visit so places as a part of my duty. I shall write about all such persons and places. My name is Ghanendra Kumar Nath and my job is called Superintendent, Central GST & Customs Department. I am from Guwahati, Assam. But due to similar terrain and similarities of mindset of the people, I call the entire North East India my home.

I hope to write here more about me, while sharing my life experiences and thoughts. I hope to be a transparent man. I hope to be the man I wanted to be.

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