I am not an emperor. But I have a palace of creativity at the corner of my room.
And my chair is my throne sitting on which I can reign by heart and brain.
I am not a warrior. But I fight against all the evils of society with my magical sword, my pen.
I am not a painter. But I can paint every colour of the world just with black ink and white paper.
For me, poetry is the mirror which reflects the beauty of my emotions.
But I am not a poet.
I am a sincere spectator who can perceive poetry in unseen things, people and places.
For me, story is the umbrella which protects my soul from the rain of melancholy and pain.
But I am not a writer.
I am an enthusiastic explorer who can trace a new story from the forgotten memory.