Its very rare, when a hobby becomes a career.
Some dream big, while others daren't dream.
But in the end, ''The road not taken'' becomes the main subject of repentance. However, I have learnt one thing in 13 years of age- life's choices are always risky. There is no guarantee that you'll become the next Warren Buffet if you give up painting.There is always a chance of failure, which, I am afraid, is forever greater than success.
If you want to pursue a hobby, better be amazing at it. Love it to the point of madness, like you've never loved anything before, and let people marvel at the results.
When one of the greatest authors of all time, Roald Dahl, shared his story of how he became a writer (Lucky Break), he narrated an account of him meeting CS Forester, another magician with words. He himself claimed Mr. Forester to be a man in a wizard's attire, with a green, magical halo around him, or something to make him stand out from the rest of the crowd. A writer's got to be special. I mean, that's how he weaves such spells of delight.
Right?
But no. CS Forester was as ordinary as all of us, but he did have magic. He had magic in his fingers, in his mind, which took him to a parallel universe when he wrote. Sounds fell silent. Lights shone like pixie dust and your face heats up in exhilaration. And when you come back from your Planet Pandora? Your sheaf of paper would be filled with the next bestseller.
You never know who you are when you love your hobby. Your persona is altered, and you become Peter Pan in your own Neverland Your eyes shut and you disappear into the darkness, and you never want to come back.
Then nothing else matters.
Some dream big, while others daren't dream.
But in the end, ''The road not taken'' becomes the main subject of repentance. However, I have learnt one thing in 13 years of age- life's choices are always risky. There is no guarantee that you'll become the next Warren Buffet if you give up painting.There is always a chance of failure, which, I am afraid, is forever greater than success.
If you want to pursue a hobby, better be amazing at it. Love it to the point of madness, like you've never loved anything before, and let people marvel at the results.
When one of the greatest authors of all time, Roald Dahl, shared his story of how he became a writer (Lucky Break), he narrated an account of him meeting CS Forester, another magician with words. He himself claimed Mr. Forester to be a man in a wizard's attire, with a green, magical halo around him, or something to make him stand out from the rest of the crowd. A writer's got to be special. I mean, that's how he weaves such spells of delight.
Right?
But no. CS Forester was as ordinary as all of us, but he did have magic. He had magic in his fingers, in his mind, which took him to a parallel universe when he wrote. Sounds fell silent. Lights shone like pixie dust and your face heats up in exhilaration. And when you come back from your Planet Pandora? Your sheaf of paper would be filled with the next bestseller.
You never know who you are when you love your hobby. Your persona is altered, and you become Peter Pan in your own Neverland Your eyes shut and you disappear into the darkness, and you never want to come back.
Then nothing else matters.
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