Thursday, March 14, 2013

I need to get started

It started with my sister. She loved/loves reading. I remember seeing her spending her time with her book, ignoring her pesky, much-younger sister & feeling very jealous. I think she started giving me books to read just so I would shut up & stop bothering her. It worked.

I could & would read everything & anything I could find. I remember spending one day during my summer holidays without eating or drinking anything because I was reading a mythology book I'd been able to beg my father to buy. It was an amazing book but I digress.

I have always been an average girl, not too smart, not too pretty, without any significant passions or talents. But with a book in my hand, I was a traveller, an explorer, an adventurer. I had answers to all of life's questions & if I didn't, I could conjure them up from my imagination.

I made very few friends & my own insecurities never let me get too close to them. It was to my books & my dog that I turned to for company. It wasn't a exciting life but it was a simple, happy one. Books gave me dreams & the imagination to hope my dreams would come true one day.

I started off working with books; it was the only thing I could think of doing. It was what I knew (or thought I knew.) I learnt from some of the best in the business. Sanjeev Poojari, who hated the business side of bookstores but had the product knowledge of a bookworm elephant; Sang Mo, a small bundle of energy & go-go-go attitude & Sriram, someone who is still considered the father of modern Indian book retailing.

I briefly flirted with content development & journalism only to come back to square one but on a different board. I was in Dubai, working with books again, starting in Operations, making my way through merchandising & purchasing & eventually landing in sales.

I think this one will stick, I am going to make it stick somehow. Along the way, I intend to write. Maybe about myself, the books I read & the places I get to see. No bells & whistles, no fancy artistry. Just my words, an amalgamation of things I have seen, read & experienced all put together with some spit, glue & a prayer. Hopefully, someone will read it & even more hopefully, they won't completely hate it.

Much love

10 comments:

  1. Wow what a great start. I for one am already a fan and really look forward to following this blog

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  2. Hey Ipshita!
    This is a great start. I will be looking forward to your posts.
    Keep blogging.
    Rina

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  3. There is nothing average about you Ms Sharma. You will make us - and yourself - proud. Can't wait to hear about your next adventures.

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  4. Excellent! Can't wait to read more - keep on blogging!:) x
    P.S. You are very humble - you have many great talents!

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  5. Via-la-Ipshi.....

    It takes a reader to become a writer... You are vocal, vivacious, very well-read...(vonderphul?)

    Keep writing, so someone else can read!

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  6. Nice... Ipshita! I remember you sitting in our classroom, always with your face buried in a book... and you had told me then you want to be a writer. Will come back here for more :)

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  8. :))...Thanks for starting a blog again, Ipshi. Love to hear more from you.Josie

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  9. well begun is half done!! but do not rest on your laurels and the flattering comments.. i for one know that you are no average person and your writing is certainly not average at all... do write regularly and this is another place where we can connect :) love always, di

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