Some Answers about my last years

 For months now, I've been confronted with two recurring questions that seem to echo endlessly:

1. "Don't you have any sense to pursue studies at this stage in life, leaving behind a stable job?"

2. "Why not opt for a different job?"

It's time to address these queries head-on.

Let me be candid: Embarking on the journey to attain an LLB and eventually becoming an Advocate is not just a whim; it's a lifelong aspiration that germinated during my school days. When news of the LLB Entrance surfaced, it reignited that spark within me, prompting me to apply without hesitation. Upon securing admission at the Government Law College, Trivandrum, I seized the opportunity. Forging ahead with LLB studies as a regular student is pivotal in realizing my ambition to practice law, necessitating my departure from the role of Principal Coordinator at the Trainers Academy by ATDC. That, in essence, is one part of the answer.

In the pursuit of funding my education, I undertook a myriad of part-time roles, laboring tirelessly to finance my academic endeavors. From tutoring engineering faculty members to wielding a camera on sets, delivering meals, or inputting data, I navigated diverse avenues from 2016 to 2021. Sacrificing a prestigious position and depleting my savings to embark on a new chapter wasn't without its challenges, but it was undeniably feasible.

However, there's a deeper motivation underlying my academic pursuits and career transition—a drive fueled by the desire to establish long-term objectives that propel me beyond temporary setbacks and trials. I seek a path that not only enriches my own journey but also creates a blueprint for others facing similar struggles. It's about transcending adversity and proving wrong those who anticipated my downfall as their triumph.

In this journey, where many attempted to pull me back, I found solace and strength in the unwavering support of numerous individuals, but above all, in the enduring encouragement of my mother. Her belief in my capabilities has been a steadfast anchor, propelling me forward with unwavering determination. Her support has not only bolstered my resolve but has also illuminated the path ahead, reminding me of the importance of resilience and perseverance in the face of adversity.

As I embark on this new chapter, I am resolute in my commitment to carve out a legacy of resilience and empowerment, not just for myself, but for those who dare to dream against all odds.

Whispers of Verses: Probidhini's Poetry Night in Avanakuzhi

Whispers of Verses: Probidhini's Poetry Night in Avanakuzhi

In the tranquil embrace of Avanakuzhi village, where time seemed to pause beneath the moonlit canopy, a gem awaited discovery—the Probidhini Library. This quaint haven, nestled amid the rustic charm of the village, held within its walls a tradition that once painted the nights with enchantment: the Poetry Recitation Event.

During the early 1990s, this magical gathering took flight, becoming an integral part of Avanakuzhi's cultural tapestry. Probidhini Library, with its shelves lined with literary treasures, transformed into a stage where poets from the village and beyond recited their own verses. The air buzzed with anticipation as kids and villagers gathered, eager to be immersed in the poetic symphony that unfolded beneath the star-studded skies.

Poets, like modern-day bards, took the center stage at Probidhini, their words echoing through the night. Each verse carried the essence of Avanakuzhi, weaving tales of life, love, and the village's timeless charm. The library, often a quiet refuge during the day, transformed into a vibrant space where the power of words connected hearts and minds.

What set this event apart was the beautiful interaction between poets and the audience, especially the younger generation. As poets recited their own creations, a dialogue emerged. Kids and villagers engaged with the poets, exploring the layers of meaning within each line. It was a moment where wisdom passed seamlessly from the experienced voices to the curious minds of the village's youth.

However, as the pages of time turned, the frequency of this enchanting event dwindled. By 2010, the Poetry Recitation at Probidhini Library became a rare occurrence. The reasons were multifaceted—changing lifestyles, evolving priorities, and the gradual shift in the dynamics of community gatherings. The night that once glittered with verses became a memory, cherished but scarce.

Yet, within the rare moments when Poetry Night did unfold, it brought a profound sense of nostalgia. The village would come alive with the rhythmic cadence of verses, and Probidhini Library would once again be the stage for tales spun in the ink of dreams. The poets, like guardians of tradition, would recite verses that echoed the essence of Avanakuzhi, ensuring that the legacy of the village's poetic past endured.

Probidhini's Poetry Night was not just an event; it was a cultural touchstone—a testament to the power of words in fostering community bonds. The library, standing as a silent witness to the changing times, continued to hold within its walls the echoes of those poetic nights. The verses may have become rarer, but the impact they left on Avanakuzhi's soul lingered on.

In the quiet moments when the night unfolded, Probidhini Library's essence shone brightly, bridging the gap between generations through the magic of poetry. The whispers of verses, once frequent, now surfaced like a gentle breeze—intangible yet profoundly felt. Avanakuzhi, with its Probidhini Library, held onto its poetic past, ensuring that the whispers of verses remained etched in the memories of those fortunate enough to have experienced the magic of Poetry Night under the moonlit skies.