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Professional Balance
Nice balance leads to nice words.
It was 2017. I was working for a nonprofit in Nepal when poetry started exploding from me. Although I had been writing stories and rants for a few years leading up to that time it was that year that things changed. Poetry started to come at random, irrespective of where I was and what I was doing. Bathrooms, bedrooms, streets, workroom, etc. It came everywhere.
It lasted for two years.
I respected the impulse and wrote them down in diaries, phone-notes, whatever I had around me. The result was that I published two poetry collections in two years through my new art company called Frawean Arts.
Those two years were productive for my professional life. I had a job at a nonprofit where we did cool some stuff like sending aspiring young boys to play cricket in India to organizing a literary panel discussion. I was having fun.
Soon, I was asked to be a founding member of another nonprofit. This one was planned by a celebrity musician who had good links with my boss on the previous one. He also wanted me to help him with his online presence through digital marketing. I accepted the offer.
Now, I was working on three firms, was an entrepreneur on one. I didn’t write much poetry. I wrote legal and formal words though. I didn’t earn…
