Words- forever I felt like were the most powerful weapon to me. Things those I have felt while reading- all my imaginations while composing my very inmost feelings – I have been astounded seeing those unseen imageries never have even experienced before rather they brought enormous joy to my heart. Collection of words, bundles of lines, those aimless scribblings upon pages and eventually coming up with something that is my sole creation. One year I was far away from pen and papers. I entirely doubt I was alive. Fulfilling the cheap necessities of life I kept drifting away from my very self unknowingly. And aft one year living far from pen, papers specially the beautiful smell of ink and fragrance of pages from the books- I come back once more to breath in the literary world where I solely belong…..
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