Since I was very young, I possessed a unique quality which wasn't there in others around me atleast. That very recently I discovered is sensitivity. I enjoyed the pleasures and benefits of it along with some very testing times.  I began writing, I would write poems. I wrote a diary. I bought books which I named for a specific purpose and would pen down my experiences that fell under a specific genere/Purpose I'd named a book for. For example, a book I kept was solely for me to write just 10 things I was grateful for, everyday morning. I am probably a spiritual person with beliefs systems devoted towards the power of faith.  Over time, I started gaining a conscious over a lot more than just myself and my writing. I could judge and read the thoughts by observing a preceding circumstance, present position and the future implications of what was said , in just a single line. I was gaining great wisdom just by writing and expressing myself. I reached a point of zenith, and then I decided to loosen up a little and focus my energies on other thigns as well.  Yet, the fulfillment writing ever brought to me, I could not receive from any where else. It gave me a platform where I can be completely honest without masking myself or situations so that they may be mildly comforting for the time being. It created a world I can breathe and live in, without anybody inflicting their opinions of the way I should lead my life.  Eventually, the passion for writing diversified. It showed me a path, as though it was a road I had not understood because it was under construction, but now it was ready to be walked on. The first obstacle for me was - fear. My wisdom didn't want me to walk on a path which it knew would close doors for many other paths I wanted to be on simultaneously. As though I stood on a fork, offering me more than 8 choices.  Currently, I'm working on writing a biography of a person who has wanted their story told. I live with my family and reside in Mumbai, India.   

Book Launch done at Kitab Khana Fort Mumbai