Konnichi wa

Ram Ram Ji,

Year 2020 has been a lot, we all know it.
For me it has been an year where I didn't get to think much, I just ran blindly.

Belagam ghoda, full of energy, loving the feel of running, not knowing where to go ... but running
The reason we switched blog is pretty simple, I struggled in freshman years but now, it's a whole new story.
A sense of satisfaction now dwells in me, I love what I do and absolutely cherish what my work brings me.

No doubt, this is just a beginning and I'm all in it to shoot to the stars.
Didn't wanted to let this feeling go for a toss ...and here we are with a new blog.

I'd like to use this opportunity to mention some of my posts from earlier blog which attracted lots of applaud and appreciation from you avid readers.

Key to Successful Professional Life

Inside Out

Subtle Art of Responding

Single & Virgin in 20s


Also, if you've liked these and probably aren't aware of other posts, you might check as well the whole blog here.

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