Extremities give birth to creations.
The writer awakes in one, when one passes through these abrupt peaks in the quotidian routine. I write to sway it over, I write to vessel up the brimming emotions. When you orchestrate your thoughts, with a narration encompassing your imagination, you end up in a story. A story untold, a story veiled, a story yet hidden in a mind, underneath. Here, I vent my stories through this door, sometimes it comes rhyming, some times in a random prose. I wish to cover all horizons as I travel through them, serving you my tales in a platter, embellished with an aim.
An utmost aim of living a bound-free life, free, open, transcending the sky.