It doesn’t seem like yesterday that I started On My Canvas.
Two years ago I returned from South America after a nine-months-long solo trip through the continent’s most stunning places.
A constant itch to write, events (quitting my job, taking writing workshops, and applying to creative writing programs) prior to my trip travel, and the time I spent contemplating during the journey brought me to the conclusion that I should write full-time.
I love writing. Stories bring me to life — so why not write something that adds value to others?
I had worked hard to achieve many desired and undesired goals (cracking IIT, dragging myself through a Computer Science degree, juggling corporate jobs). I braved to live a lifestyle unapproved by the collectivist society of India. I was almost 30, unmarried, had quit my investment banking job, and traveled the world alone — that’s not a typical scene for an Indian girl from a middle-class family of a small town in North India.
Now was the time to put my journey and struggle to someone else’s use.