Once upon a time, a senior from my college, Pratik Mallik, shared a personal realization with me.
He said—
“I have seen many people
who have read thousands of books.
It’s as if they have built an entire library inside their minds.
And yet…
they cannot write.”
Why?
Because simply reading books does not make someone a writer,
if the innate ability to express is not within them.
We also make another big mistake.
We think—
reading books is enough.
It’s not.
Along with books,
there is another, far greater book we must read.
What is that?
Life.
There is no book greater than life.
A person who cannot read life,
who cannot learn from experience, pain, failure, and joy—
even after reading millions of books,
can never become a true writer.
Because writing
does not come from outside.
It does not come from degrees.
It does not come from library shelves.
Writing comes
from within.
Then suddenly, with a surprising turn, he said to me—
“Back in college, you used to write bold, cheeky poems, songs, and plays,
and we would all laugh and make fun of them.
But believe me—
you have the ability to write.
I have complete trust in you, firm faith in you.
If you truly want,
you won’t just write good, positive, powerful pieces—
you’ll be able to write in a way that captures the very story of our lives.”
Hearing this, I was genuinely shocked.
Because at that time,
I had not yet built that belief in myself.
I used to wonder—
am I even capable of writing anything positive, meaningful, or valuable?
When I looked back at my past,
my writing meant only one thing—
fun, mischief, playful, edgy thoughts.
All of it was just for entertainment, pure madness.
I had never imagined
that writing could guide someone,
light a spark in someone’s heart,
or speak the deeper truths of life.
But that day,
someone else’s belief
shook awake the belief within me.
I have held deep respect for Pratik Mallik for many reasons—ever since our college days.
And perhaps that is why a single piece of advice from him changed the direction of my life.
After that day,
I consciously chose the path of writing that was good and positive.
But to be honest—
the early days were not easy at all.
They were extremely difficult.
Mentally. From within.
My state was very much like Ratnakar, the bandit from the Ramayana.
A man who, at one time,
could not even utter the name “Ram.”
From his mouth came only—
“Mara… Mara… Mara…”
But he did not stop.
Every day.
Continuously.
The same word, the same effort.
And slowly,
that very word began to transform.
From “Mara”
to “Ram.”
For only one reason—
regular practice. Relentless consistency.
The same thing happened in my case.
My early writings were immature.
The language was clumsy.
The thoughts were unclear.
Yet, I did not stop.
I wrote even when it wasn’t good.
I wrote even when there was no recognition.
I wrote standing against my own self-doubt.
And today,
when I look back,
I am amazed myself—
I truly went on to write these books—
📜 Corporate Ramayan
🕉️ Corporate Mahabharat & Gita
💪 Sada Safal Hanuman – A Person Who Never Fails
❤️ Emotional Ramayan – Lessons for Relationships
🏰 Murshidabad Series – History with Wisdom
🌍 Bharat Ek Khoj – India’s Journey of Ideas & Values
✨ Unspoken Gita – Hidden Wisdom
🌺 Corporate Panchatantra, Vol. 1 & 2 – The Ultimate Management Guide through Childhood Stories
🛕 Corporate Pilgrim – Stories for Success for Corporate Professionals
🕉️ The Journey of Being Human
…and many more.
This journey taught me one profound truth—
Transformation is not a miracle.
Transformation comes
from belief,
from respect,
and from unwavering consistency.
To reach the “Ram” within yourself,
for many days
you must keep saying “Mara.”
Friends, I will pause here for today—
we shall meet again in the next chapter.