Writing for me is a therapy.
Ever since, I love writing than reading. This is the only platform I know where I can express and narrate everything about my feelings, emotions, complaints, dreams, grudges…EVERYTHING where I will NEVER EVER BE JUDGED.
Writing allows my soul to heal, my heart to breathe, my body to calm, my mind to rest, my eyes to see deeper, my ears to listen more and most importantly, I to be myself.
I love to spend my ALONE TIME with my pen and paper. Writing gives me freedom. I don’t know, maybe my grammars are wrong sometimes, my sentences are incomplete and my spellings are wrong, but who cares? My paper wouldn’t mind. It won’t complain, instead, it wil LET YOU BE YOU. This is my world and I love it. It gives me life.















