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9 Years later...

 I have not written a single word to express myself since 2012 but I am not sorry about it. These 9 years have been great, busy and rewarding. These 9 years having been transformational for me and my family. From a struggling migrant couple to a well-settled family in New Zealand. 

What made me start writing again? Now I have time to write. Let's blame it to COVID, recently I have been made redundant from my very high profile role to a job-seeker. However, this is not going to last long, hence I am taking this in-between time to write something which will make me happy.

One confession, I should have started writing from at least week one of being unemployed but I was too busy finding work. Anyways, better late than never.

I would like to give this blog a new direction and start writing short stories (fictional) but could have been very much true.

Stay tuned blog.. I am brewing a story..


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