
If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?
From the deafening laughter of a crowded BPO office to the quiet, triumphant hum of a glowing computer screen, my journey has been anything but linear. On the billboard of my life, the message is clear: I have transformed mockery into mastery. Years ago, I dared to share a humble poem in a workplace where I thought I was safe, only to have a colleague—fueled by a specific kind of ignorance—read my words aloud to invite ridicule. The echoes of that laughter were meant to drown my spirit and extinguish the flicker of creativity within me, but they failed. They didn’t realize that by trying to bury me, they were merely planting a seed in the very soil I needed to grow.
The road was further paved with the dismissive whispers of those who believed my dreams were misplaced. I was told that recognition belonged only to the elite, to the English Literature postgraduates whose degrees supposedly gave them a monopoly on voice. They tried to confine my aspirations within the narrow boundaries of their own limited imaginations, but I stood resilient. I understood a truth they didn’t: that a voice is not validated by a certificate, but by the courage to speak it. When the world slowed down during the COVID-19 lockdown, my son became the catalyst for my return to the page. With his encouragement, I turned to platforms like Amazon and WordPress, finally allowing my words to find the readers they were always meant for.
This evolution wasn’t just about the written word; it was about a total reinvention of self. When critics mocked my lack of design skills, I didn’t retreat. Instead, I turned their disdain into fuel, teaching myself to craft the visually stunning book covers, logos, and banners that now define my brand. Like a lotus seed pushed into the deepest mud, I didn’t just survive the “dirt”—I used it to blossom into a garden of multifaceted creativity. The precious gem within me, polished by the harsh abrasion of others’ jealousy and selfishness, now shines with a clarity that only adversity can produce. I am no longer just a woman who dreams of being an award-winning author; I am a living testament to the unwavering spirit that converts every criticism into a catalyst for greatness.
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