I was going to come up with a better title than such a straightforward, uninspiring, uninteresting “Two Years” but that’s what it is. It’s been two exact years since I first started blogging. To be honest, it’s probably not much of a landmark but I think it is for me because, I never thought I will still be doing this after so long.

How did this all started? This started as a hobby.

I was inspired by a friend, who is definitely much more wittier, hilarious and of course, very much a journalist in nature. Her blog was such a good read that I decided to try one out. It also coincided with my longing to write stories again as I never had the opportunity any more since school ended. So, why not combine both? The aim then was to blog through stories and convey nuances of emotion through that. So, I started work on my first story, “The Sixth Sense“. It was about a man, broken emotionally, trying to find his way back in life through the experiences of others.

In a way, it worked because I was enjoying what I was doing and although the stories weren’t the tiniest shade of J.K. Rowling, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle or Mitch Albom, I felt good because I know I will get better with time as I improve on the structure, grammar, dialogue and plot development. As with everything, I also lost time writing short stories and I couldn’t keep coming out with new ideas on such a short basis. It was also during this time I was asked to write something for the Catholic Weekly regarding anything as long as it is related to the Church. I thought to myself, great! I am going to write a story titled “The Walk” and submit to them. It turned out that they wanted me to write my opinion instead. Writing that I did. I did that for a while and didn’t blog much during that period.

I don’t know what it was or who rather that triggered me to write more about myself as the months passed. I believe it was “The Path” that was the inception of the more opinionated and personal posts. Without realizing, I started writing a lot more than originally intended. This blog then became my outpouring of my own emotions. This wouldn’t have been possible had it not been for my friends who were touched and inspired by what I’ve written. When I found out a friend made this website his bookmark and a friend said “I feel touched whenever I read your blog”,  it meant the world to me and I’m forever grateful for that.

Then again, I really didn’t know what I blogged about. I just tell them I blogged about the little things and the rest to avoid explaining too much. When asked, a friend said, “He blogs about life,”. I guess that’s what it is. Life.

I’m thankful to every single person that stopped by this little hut of mine and stayed with me during the rain and also the sunshine. I know I normally just write what I write and treat it like a personal diary but it’s you that gave me strength and courage to keep writing. Thank you for that.

So, what now? I guess I will keep doing what I usually do. At the same time, I will write more different types of posts as well as it allows me to grow as a writer when I go out of my comfort zone.

This started as a hobby. It has now become my passion.