It’s been almost two years since I published my first book. I wish I can tell you the exact number of hard or digital copies sold….but I can’t. Not because I am embarrassed to tell you, but simply because I really have no idea. I’m not counting. I’m not interested in the numbers. Was I really?

When I first published it, I had big dreams. Who doesn’t? I was hoping it would sell good. I was hoping, it would get a lot of awesome reviews. I told myself, if all my friends and the people I know will support me and buy a copy, I will have it made. I expected a lot. I dream big…and I thought I failed.

As days turn into weeks and weeks into months, the expectations and the dreams turned into disappointments and hopelessness. Maybe, I’m not cut for it. Maybe, I don’t have what it takes to be a good writer. Maybe, just maybe nobody believe in me.

As months turn into years, I too am turning the pages. I’m turning those huge expectations into small accomplishments. Instead of dreaming big, I am taking small steps. I may not have what it takes to be famous, but I know I have what it takes to make a difference. My writings may not move mountains, but I know it could help someone get through their day.

And as I turn those pages, I will continue to add new ones. Not to be famous. Not to be rich. Not to count the numbers. Not to be called a writer.

But just to be me.

Next page please….

Will you join me in my next journey?

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