A reflection on how my writing has changed over the years.

Ever since my college days, I wanted to be a blogger. Back then, having your own blog felt like a “cool” thing to do. I didn’t have the skill, bandwidth, money, or even the knowledge to host one, so I started writing on Tumblr and later moved to Medium.

I wrote because it helped me make sense of things. My thoughts often felt like scattered doodles, and writing gave them shape. I would look at inanimate objects around me and build small stories around them. I just wanted a place to capture these before they slipped away. Some of those pieces still exist, including one I wrote on Tumblr and republished on Medium around 2018.

At that time, I was drawn to philosophy, art, and science. Most of my writing, however, stayed private. It lived in diaries or in quiet corners online that eventually faded. I hesitated to share because my thoughts felt incoherent and my grammar uncertain. Fear of being judged was a real show stopper.

Things shifted during my First WalkIn days. People like Thej and Yash encouraged me to write blog posts for the company. Around then, I solved a linux issue and decided to write about it. That small step brought me back to writing. From there, I began documenting the problems I solved day to day, with the simple hope that it might help someone else.

Later, with a few life changes, I found more structure in my routine and more mental space. That made it easier to write consistently. I started following Thej’s style of week notes. Around that time, we had a squirrel in our backyard that we fed regularly, and I wrote about it. When Thej added my blog to his feed, and I began sharing posts on WhatsApp, it pushed me to read more and be more open with my thoughts.

Over time, writing quietly became part of my life. It wasn’t intentional. Week notes gave me closure, a way to process both good and difficult moments. Through blogging, I learned more frontend and explored more tech than I had imagined I would. Writing about it opened up new connections and perspectives, and slowly removed the hesitation around sharing my opinions in public.

I’ve come to see that writing isn’t about who you are writing for. It is about writing itself. My blog now feels like a public notebook, a space where I don’t hold back. Owning my content has given me a sense of clarity and confidence I didn’t have before.

Looking back, both my thoughts and the way I express them have changed over the past two years, and writing has played a significant role in shaping that.

This post is part of a writing session for IndieWebClub meetup on 2nd May 2026