I know you might still be remembering me as the boy who wrote very bad. And may be not today or tomorrow, but some day in future, if you read this post you might be astonished. Not because I have improved so much but because I am still there. I still write. Of course I know you could still shout at my writings, pointing thousand mistakes here and there.
But I want to tell you, since the day I left the place I belonged to, I have been writing, quite regularly. I have been trying to improve upon things. I don’t know why because I am hardly concerned to prove anything to anyone. May be, because you made me feel the need to do so. May be, my ways are still not right. But, I am trying as I have already said. And may be, one day I find the right way. May be one day, I achieve what I have set out for.
Thank you for making those days miserable, scolding, punishments and those low grades. Had those things not occured to me, I would have left my efforts a long ago.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Audience of One.”