Some stories are not written for public sharing or for any need to be recognised or applauded.
They are written because survival itself became evidence. And, in sharing them with the right audience, I hope it indeed helps someone in need…
This one is a small personal trail of scars, voice, humour, poetry, stage courage, and hard-earned becoming.
From being misunderstood to becoming unmistakably myself
A childhood shaped by speech struggles; language loss; bullying; molestation; social awkwardness; painful abandonment from the closest family, including my parents, at crucial times; and repeated misreading of who I really was.
Yet somewhere inside, the winning/rank student, curious mind, and stubborn survivor never disappeared – every time the divine has allowed me to negotiate “My Life’s Proof of Being Alive” from both "Angels & Demons” successfully, well, I have progressed and prospered each time I was just one step short of ending it all and myself!...
From silence to self-expression
Once, expressing myself was so difficult that I would end up completely failing – badly!
Later, writing became my release, poetry became my emotional language, and the stage became my battlefield.
From medical collapse to survivor-force
I have experienced brain fog, temporary blindness in my right eye, multiple fainting episodes that brought me close to death, and extreme migraines. One doctor suggested a pacemaker, while another recommended increasing my salt intake. I have also been diagnosed with rare tuberculosis (TB) and have had to manage most of my hospital admissions in isolation, without family support during critical times. Additionally, I survived a shocking cancer diagnosis and have very painful hidradenitis suppurativa, both of which have been surgically treated. I also face a lifelong risk of Tuberous Sclerosis Complex (TSC), which may be associated with high-functioning autism.
Except for the genetic risk, I am currently healthy and have been cured of all these shocking demons!
Not a clean heroic story – yet a genuinely messy, painful, and real one!
And I am still here – clearer… sharper… and more alive than ever!
From trauma to documented resilience
The Bahamas detention incident was one of those life episodes where fear, dignity, uncertainty, and inner strength collided.
I wrote it because some moments should not remain buried.
Read my Bahamas detention blog:
https://my-world-a-paradise.blogspot.com/2010/04/heaven-turned-hell-bahamas.html
From lived pain to published contribution
My chapter in a co-authored book carries part of this journey, not as theory, but as lived truth.
A small written marker of resilience, reflection, and becoming.
Do read my book chapter…
From scattered emotions to Penpoet
Penpoet is my poetry space, carrying 40 to 50+ poems across English, Spanish, and Kannada.
Love, longing, pain, humour, survival, awkwardness, and self-discovery are all part of being alive there.
Explore Penpoet starting from this one:
https://penpoet.blogspot.com/2010/03/midnight-spark.html
From emotional difficulty to stage ownership
The toughest topic for me was always my emotions.
Then I took that topic to the stage and knocked it rockstar style, beyond the home, beyond the park, and beyond my own old limits.
Watch my stage talk:
To conclude,
This is not a perfection story.
This is a proof-of-life story.
From being misunderstood to finding voice.
From illness to resilience.
From trauma to writing.
From silence to stage.
From survival to self-expression.
These are not just memories.
They are markers of a life that refused to stay broken.
Epilogue
Some Memorable Feedbacks during My Most Testing Times…
About Volunteering
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Birthday Bash Pics from the Govt. Home for the Mentally Challenged Boys beside NIMHANS!
