Hello dear friends,
I hope this blog finds you in a cheerful and reflective mood. Today’s Bloganuary writing prompt instantly caught my attention: “What is your dream job?”
At first glance, it seems like a simple question. But as I sat with it, I realized it carries the weight of a lifetime—of dreams imagined, dreams deferred, and dreams reborn.
As I look back on my professional journey, I see a series of twists and turns that life quietly orchestrated for me.
Like many students, I once had a clear and noble ambition: I wanted to become a doctor. I imagined myself walking through hospital corridors, healing people and serving society.
But destiny had other plans, and instead of a hospital, I found myself stepping into the structured world of banking.
Dreams That Evolved with Life
During my banking career, I encountered money in its most tangible form. The crisp currency notes stacked high in the bank’s currency chest sparked another dream—the dream of becoming a millionaire.
Reality, however, has its own rhythm.
While I earned stability, discipline, and respect, immense wealth remained a dream. Still, that phase taught me invaluable lessons about responsibility, perseverance, and financial wisdom.
In the realm of dreams, my journey truly has been a rollercoaster ride.
The white coat of a doctor was replaced by ledgers and balance sheets. The allure of medicine gave way to the world of finance.
Often, standing amidst towering stacks of currency, I wondered about the roads not taken.
Yet life, in its quiet wisdom, was preparing me for paths I had not yet imagined.
Lessons That Shaped Me
The banking sector shaped my character. It instilled discipline, patience, and a strong sense of structure.
Yet, despite professional fulfillment, a creative spark within me remained restless. The dream of becoming a millionaire may not have materialized, but it gave rise to a deeper aspiration—a life where passion and purpose could walk hand in hand.
When retirement finally arrived, I found myself facing a blank canvas—both literally and metaphorically.
Retirement: A New Beginning
For many, retirement signals the end of productivity. For me, it marked the beginning of a long-delayed calling.
When I reflected on the Bloganuary prompt, something shifted within me. With every stroke of my metaphorical pen, a new dream emerged—a dream rooted in writing, painting, storytelling, and creativity.
The currency chest was replaced by a canvas. Paperwork gave way to colors and words. Writing, which had quietly waited on the sidelines of my life, now stepped into the spotlight.
Words began to flow like a river, carrying stories, poems, and reflections that had patiently waited for expression.
Dreams Beyond Profession
Like many, I also carried personal dreams—to be an ideal husband, a loving father, and to have a daughter. Life did not unfold exactly as I had imagined.
But dreams do not disappear; they transform. Today, my canvas carries the shades of love, longing, acceptance, and gratitude.
Each brushstroke reflects the life I have lived and the dreams that still gently dance in my heart.
The dream of having a daughter may not have come true, but the dream of creating a legacy through my art and words is very much alive.
My Dream Job Today
In this new chapter of life, I wear many hats—a writer, a painter, a storyteller, and a content creator.
My blog has become a diary of thoughts and experiences, chronicling my journey from banking halls to brushstrokes.
Through videos, paintings, and written words, I aim to connect, inspire, and share stories shaped by real life.
Each brushstroke echoes the rhythm of my heart. Painting, once a sidelined interest, is now a language through which my soul speaks.
Every creation becomes a conversation between colors, emotions, and memories.
Today, my dream job is not defined by a designation or a paycheck. It is defined by creative freedom, personal fulfillment, and the possibility of building a sustainable income through passion.
This dream no longer lives only in sleep—it guides my waking hours.
Yes, dear friends, my dream job is not a fixed destination. It is a journey of self-discovery and constant evolution.
Retirement is not the end; it is a powerful new beginning. And I look forward with hope and excitement to where this journey of words, colors, and stories will lead me next.
BE HAPPY… BE ACTIVE… BE FOCUSED… BE ALIVE
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Retiredकलम 
very nice .
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Thank you so much.
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Some people fulfil their young dreams they never did in their retirement years, just like you. Keep creating, Verma.
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That’s such a generous and encouraging thing to say—thank you 🤍
It’s true, sometimes life gives us a second season to rediscover old dreams or finally give them the space they deserve. Creating at any age is a quiet act of courage, and words like yours make that journey feel seen and worthwhile. I’m grateful for the encouragement—wishing you inspiration and fulfillment in every season of your life as well. 🌿✨
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