Here we begin!


We encounter a number of new beginnings throughout our life and two things are common to all of them - the thrills and the jitters. Though I'm super excited to start writing again, I'm also quite nervous about whether I'll be able to do it as freely or as confidently as before. Will it all come in a flow, or will I be left searching in the void? I have no idea, but yes, I've decided to give it a go!

I will be writing about pretty much everything here, and will also be using this blog as a repository of all that I've written until now. So, every now and then, I'll be posting works that I published elsewhere earlier.

Happy Reading!



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