As a writer, I started writing to express my self. To tell what otherwise ruminates inside the confines of my cerebrum. But soon, the notes section of my mobile was not enough. I wanted to tell stories to people and hence, I made this blog.
It started with rants about what’s happening around me; thoughts around various socially accepted wrongdoings, religion, relationships from a perspective of a college going student and motivational stuff from a guy who had been in depression a lot to know what that beast can do.
But why did I feel the need to do it when I was going through all of it?
To help. To tell my journey that can help those who are on the same road. To share tips that I discover every now and then while going through an issue. For instance, I recently discovered a cheat code against the initial stages of depression. And that’s why when I discovered Quora I was flabbergasted.
What is Quora?
A platform where you can find answers to your
- If God doesn’t exist, and you cease to exist upon death, what is the point of doing what society wants you to do rather than doing what you want to do?
- Why are people running for marks and not knowledge and creativity?
- Is reading books unrelated to a career a waste of time?
- I am in my final year. The placement process is going on, but I haven’t gotten placed and all my friends have gotten placements. What should I do?