In the analog world where I grew up, I had formed a habit of maintaining a journal. A joint effort between me and my father, the journal was enriched by poems, quotes, thought snippets and articles from great thinkers – all hand written! Occasionally, my father would also ruminate on life using this small journal as a tool. Everything that inspired or enabled us to make sense of the crazy world around secured the space in that journal.

And then we were invaded. By demands of life and career. By technology. We saw ourselves writing and reading digitally more often without even realizing when the trusty pen silently gave way to the keyboard.

But the urge to write, learn, explore and share never left me alone. In 2006, I started QAspire Blog to record my lessons on business, management and leadership. With passage of time, QAspire evolved into a full business blog and gathered recognitions across the globe. This journey of expression continued on Twitter and resulted in my first book and then second and then the third. But it does not matter. What matters is what I learned out of it. The evolution as a professional and journey of learning, unlearning and relearning. What really matters is the relationships I built and a healthy exchange of thoughts, ideas and energy.

And then, on a rainy Tuesday morning, the memories of maintaining a personal log of thoughts, ideas and inspiration came back to the fore. There was a strong urge to travel back in time and continue with the process of exploring the random dots of life, connecting them in some way of the other, sharing inspiration and being inspired in the process. The real reward in the journey of life is the journey itself. As we move along this journey, we notice things, things notice us, we evolve and we weave a life together.

And therefore, Musings is born. A personal space – a collage of words, memories frozen in pictures, stories and random dots that I hope to connect and delve deeper into the higher dimensions of life beyond the trials of mere survival. I start this journey with a hope that it will take me and us to some place worthwhile.

So, join in this exploration. I look forward to our conversations here and elsewhere.

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  1. The urge to jot down one’s thoughts, experiences and reminiscences in a formal (or for that matter, even in an informal manner) is surely an indication that the grinds of daily routine have not succeeded in mechanisation of the mind.
    That urge also keeps one’s creative juices flowing too. And that is a very great bonus, both as stress buster as well as a source of keeping the mind live and ticking, for an individual who is saddled with great professional responsibilities.
    Congratulations for converting that urge into a structured hobby.
    I would love to keep visiting this space and get benefit of vicarious recharges.