Yesterday, I invited my team to my first art exhibition. And then, I wrote them this email:
It was a very big deal for me today. When I was a child, my father looked down upon my drawing and creativity skills constantly and by the end of my school years, I believed firmly that pursuing something in arts is a sure shot way to make oneself irrelevant in the society.
My inclination however had other plans for me. After school and engineering and almost 2 years of working in an engineering R&D company, I literally willed myself out of Delhi and in the lap of NID.
In the two years at NID, I found myself completely unable to express myself with drawing. Somehow, in all these years, my hands had forgotten their expression. I was very insecure as a person surrounded by so many talented people for whom art and colours and design came so naturally.
I fought with this feeling everyday by constantly watching videos of people creating/designing/illustrating and wishing that one day I’ll be able to do the same.
It took me 2 years to put a pen to paper and start making some marks on paper. And another 3 years before I made something that I was a little happy about.
I never realised it, but this small skill (which is not even 1% of what it could be) took me 5 years!
So today, what all of you saw was a culmination of my childhood, my insecurities, my challenges, my meditation and my desire to express myself.
I hope that for each for you, you take up every opportunity to express yourself more and give something of value and beauty.