Life is truly lived only when we discover other faiths, festivals, languages and cultures.

I meet people and they become chapters in my stories.

We writers love our wanderings. In search of newer experiences and newer fragrances, we keep drifting from place to place!

He looked at the blue sky above and the green grass below and he knew he would always love this world!

I write because there is a madness within me to express my thoughts in words. I write because I feel passionately about certain feelings and there is this yearning within me to express these feelings in words. I am not comfortable meeting a lot of people. I like solitude. I like thinking and I dont like talking much.

But what is life without a passion?