Starting my first radio station felt like stepping into a dream I had carried for years. It began with nothing more than a laptop, a microphone, and a playlist of songs that meant the world to me. At first, I thought the process would be too complicated, reserved for professionals with studios and expensive gear. But little by little, I discovered that the heart of radio is not equipment—it’s the voice and the passion behind it.
When I pressed “broadcast” for the very first time, my hands shook with excitement. I imagined invisible waves leaving my room and reaching strangers somewhere in the world. The first track I played was not just music—it was a declaration that my voice, my taste, and my energy were now out there. A friend tuned in from another city and texted me, “I can hear you!” That moment was unforgettable.
My first radio wasn’t perfect. The volume slipped too low at times, the microphone picked up background noises, and I stumbled over my own words. But those flaws made it real. Listeners don’t tune in only for polished sound; they connect to authenticity, to someone sharing music and stories honestly.
