Do I have any regrets in life? Yes, I do. Many. But the one on the top right now is that I never cultivated deep passion for one particular activity. What do I do? Nothing. What do I looooove to do? Nothing. What is it that I want to do? Nothing. What am I good at? Nothing.
Oh if you ask me what my passion is, what my hobbies are, like a lot of sites do (Orkut, Facebook etc.), I will say I like music, what music, you say. Oh just anything. And what else? Hmm...hmm...I like reading.
No. I love reading.
Honestly, reading is the only thing that even closely qualifies to be called one of my passions. (Yes, I am sarcastic.) But it doesn't take much for this passion of mine to take a backseat. If I were so passionate about it, wouldn't I be spending time on it rather than simply passing time with it?
Some people are artists, some are hikers, some are photographers, what am I? I seem to be in an identity crisis. I want to be known for myself rather than just being an avid traveller and award-winning photographer's wife (hubby dear, please do not mind). Or let me rephrase that. While being an avid traveller and award-winning photographer's wife, I also want to be known for myself.
So does it make sense to look for a passion? To create a passion?
After a bit of soul searching, I found that I do not need to create one. It exists. All it needs is more focus. Reading. Yes, that is my passion!
I want to read all the books on the face of earth. Of course, that is not possible. But I want to read as many authors as possible, as many subjects as possible, as many books as possible. I want to read fiction and non-fiction, humor and politics (oh, I believe they are opposites), history and geography(?), romance and war. However, I do not want to read self-help-improve-your-life books. I don't like them.
There are a few ideas hovering in my mind. Like setting a target for the year or writing reviews of the books I read or something else. I will be back here once I figure this out.
A retake on some questions:
What do I do? Read. What do I looooove to do? Read. What is it that I want to do? Read. What am I good at? Still the same! Nothing! ;)
Cheers to my discovery!
Oh if you ask me what my passion is, what my hobbies are, like a lot of sites do (Orkut, Facebook etc.), I will say I like music, what music, you say. Oh just anything. And what else? Hmm...hmm...I like reading.
No. I love reading.
Honestly, reading is the only thing that even closely qualifies to be called one of my passions. (Yes, I am sarcastic.) But it doesn't take much for this passion of mine to take a backseat. If I were so passionate about it, wouldn't I be spending time on it rather than simply passing time with it?
Some people are artists, some are hikers, some are photographers, what am I? I seem to be in an identity crisis. I want to be known for myself rather than just being an avid traveller and award-winning photographer's wife (hubby dear, please do not mind). Or let me rephrase that. While being an avid traveller and award-winning photographer's wife, I also want to be known for myself.
So does it make sense to look for a passion? To create a passion?
After a bit of soul searching, I found that I do not need to create one. It exists. All it needs is more focus. Reading. Yes, that is my passion!
I want to read all the books on the face of earth. Of course, that is not possible. But I want to read as many authors as possible, as many subjects as possible, as many books as possible. I want to read fiction and non-fiction, humor and politics (oh, I believe they are opposites), history and geography(?), romance and war. However, I do not want to read self-help-improve-your-life books. I don't like them.
There are a few ideas hovering in my mind. Like setting a target for the year or writing reviews of the books I read or something else. I will be back here once I figure this out.
A retake on some questions:
What do I do? Read. What do I looooove to do? Read. What is it that I want to do? Read. What am I good at? Still the same! Nothing! ;)
Cheers to my discovery!
