“The only thing I was fit for was to be a writer, and this notion rested solely on my suspicion that I would never be fit for real work, and that writing didn’t require any.”
– Russell Baker
So, that is why. Here I am with stories about people I meet, places I go to and books I read. Time and again I break into poetry and vent out like a machine. Also, quite often than not, I find myself opinionating on issues that matter (to me).
So, go on. Read.
Thank you for bearing to my whims and muses!