I discovered writing and the magic of creating my own world with pen and paper when I was 12. Trapped within confusion, I resorted to writing my thoughts everyday and at one point, almost the whole day. I loved the feeling of putting thoughts into words, weaving words like making a big cloth to cover me. Thoughts, so powerful isnt it? Younger I never had interest in writing fiction, my interest is to put down thoughts from my head that are struggling to find their home in my journals. Life is what we choose it to be, and for now, I would like to choose the word writer to be a big part of it.