From Writing at 12 to Blogging at 15: How Words Shaped My World

 I started writing when I was just 12 years old. Back then, I didn’t know words like “content creation,” “personal branding,” or “engagement.” I only knew one thing: I loved to write. Writing was not a strategy for me. It was a habit, a comfort, and slowly, a part of who I was becoming.

By the time I turned 15, I took a bigger step I opened my own personal blog. Thanks to platforms like WordPress and Blogspot, I finally had a space where my thoughts could live, breathe, and reach other people. Those platforms gave me a voice before I even knew how powerful a voice could be.

And something beautiful happened.

My posts started getting really good responses. People read them. People commented. People shared their thoughts. At that time, the internet was a very different place. We didn’t have endless reels, shorts, and bite-sized entertainment competing for attention every second. There were fewer distractions. People had more patience. And most importantly, people still liked to read.

Today, things have changed.

Now we live in a world of instant visuals short videos, reels, stories, quick clips. Everything is fast. Everything is moving. And honestly, it makes sense. Visual content takes less effort. You just watch, scroll, and move on. No need to pause. No need to imagine. No need to think too much.

Let’s be real who wants to spend time reading long articles when everything is available in video form?

And yet… not everyone is the same.

Even today, I still see some people with a book in their hand. Or a Kindle. Or reading quietly on their phone. They still choose words over noise. They still choose stories over scrolling. They still choose depth over speed.

And I respect that deeply because I am one of them too.

My personal belief is simple:
When we read, we don’t just consume a story. We create it inside our minds.

When we read a book, we imagine the characters. We imagine the places. We imagine the emotions. The world of that book doesn’t come from a screen it comes from our own mind. Two people can read the same story and still see two completely different worlds in their imagination. That’s the magic of reading.

But when we watch a video, we only see what we are shown.

The director decides the faces. The camera decides the angles. The screen decides the world.

And when the video ends, most of the time, the experience ends there too.

But a book? A story? A powerful piece of writing?

It stays with you.

Sometimes for days. Sometimes for years. Sometimes for a lifetime.

Even after finishing a book, its world keeps living inside you. You remember scenes. You remember characters. You remember how it made you feel. In a way, reading doesn’t just entertain you—it becomes a part of you.

That’s probably why I never really stopped writing.

From a 12-year-old who loved words, to a 15-year-old who started blogging, to who I am today writing has always been my way of understanding the world and myself. Platforms changed. Trends changed. The internet changed. But my connection with words stayed the same.

Yes, today’s world is visual-first. Yes, attention spans are shorter. Yes, reading takes more effort than watching.

But maybe that effort is exactly what makes it special.

Because reading doesn’t just show you a world.
It asks you to build one inside your mind.

And for me, that will always be more powerful than any screen.