My writing journey started in my childhood when my grandfather gifted me a notebook and told me to pen down my thoughts there. I started to scribble my random ramblings and now, I write to express and explore. I strongly feel that words can heal, they are meditative.
Writing is my escapade from the chaos around me and I find solace in my own empire of words. Writing helps me to realize that the dreamer in me is still alive. It’s like a walking hope for me and I rediscover my wings through the medium of writing. I love to write my personal realization about life.
In my words, writing is to me:
Beads by beads, with my heart’s string, I weave my life’s musings. With a hope to make some day, a garland of memories. I leave it on the shore of life, and walk ahead. Thus I leave my stories, behind my footsteps.