Worth Work-Shopping..!!

Sudha Menon is a successful writer. She has authored the book Leading Ladies - Who Inspire India.She organized this Writing Workshop a couple of months ago in the city. I don't know how on earth I drove to that place on a Sunday morning... Anyways, yours truly was there.. 

When the session started, she asked us to write whatever comes to our mind but it should start with "I remember..". When we finished she asked us to read it. No words are enough to praise the kind of stuff some kids had written (It was like they were conveying ... "Hello! uncle you are just about 100 years late to attend this class."). Anyways, this braveheart also raised his hand and read what he had conjured up in the 10 minutes..

I remember how the last time I was in such a room full of students, I wanted to move out and have fun. How I wanted to go back and sleep in my dorm room. It seems different today. Probably, there are two reasons - one and the more obvious one is that I shelled out 1800 bucks to attend it and the other reason being may be and just may be I wanted to attend it. Yes, Its different.

What puts me to comfort is the common thread - I was and still am a Back-Bencher. 

I would like to remember more of the Back-Bencher but too bad that there aren't enough memories because most of the time I was sleeping.

Sleep - ummm.. that's a love affair I do remember. I remember how I used to have lots of time to embrace you. Everything has changed now. I don't get the time to sleep. I discuss you proudly with my friends as if she is the first beautiful girlfriend I ever had.

I think this is becoming from acceptable to weird. I probably should try and remember something else. 

I do remember something else.

I do remember when all this corporate rush started and I had first quit writing poems; then, I had quit the idea of writing a book and decided to settle for the low hanging fruit - The Blog. I do remember when the first blog I published, my close friends laughed at me. However, I continued writing. Much hasn't changed since then. They still laugh . I do remember the reason I didn't get discouraged and stop. I laughed back at them - thinking of their ignorance. 

Yes, nothing has changed much now because I still laugh at them and their ignorance. 

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..By the time I finished reading this, I had tears in my eyes and people were clapping.. you know the scene after the FAT LADY finishes her performance. A girl with the most beautiful pout kissed me. (Okay.. u got me .. this entire part is a lie :P).

..As they say rest is history.. for the remainder of the session I was a bit of a pain in the A@@ for the whole class...my classmates in this work shop would remember me for that.