For as long as I can remember, WORDS have been an important part of my life.
From age 2 to 6 – because I couldn’t find them, being a shy and introverted kid.
From the age of 6 onwards – because I devoured them as food for a hungry mind.
From the time I began teaching, 15 glorious years ago – because they are my bread and butter.
From the time I began professionally writing 5 years ago – because I realized there is an overwhelming market demand for good writers.
From the time I first counseled someone – when I learned to listen with attention to others’ words and realized that words people use – or avoid using – are a window to their emotions.
Most things I have learned from written and spoken words. I've always tried to be as good as my word and not breathed a word of secrets entrusted to me.
Almost always, I have weighed my words before speaking to avoid having to eat my words. Rare is the occasion that will find me at a loss for words and some people claim that no one can get a word in edge ways when I lecture.
There are a few occasions when words have failed me; in some delicate situations, I've hidden behind empty words.
I've gone from being a woman of few words to being accused of wanting to have the last word.
This blog is my attempt to make sense of the world in the way I know best – through my words. But I'm also going to be very careful not to get caught up in the web of words for as Adi Shankaracharya aptly put it,
"Shabdajaalam mahaaranyam, chitta bhramanakaaranam."
"The web of words is a dense forest that causes the mind to get lost and wander."
If you like what you read here, please do spread the word among your friends because, after all, word of mouth communication is what works best.