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Why I write- My Ink’s Inner Symphony
I discovered my passion for writing almost two decades ago and the journey has been nothing short of a miracle and inner revelation. Have I lost my flair for words? No, not just yet. Find out what makes me tick even today…
Writing is an art form, a journey into the labyrinth of one’s thoughts and emotions, and a means of expressing the inexpressible. For those who find themselves compelled to write, it’s not just a hobby or a profession; it’s a calling, an inner symphony of ink and ideas that demands to be heard.
The Muse Beckons
Every writer has a muse, a source of inspiration that sparks the creative fire within. Interestingly for me, my muse has always been women in different situations and their reactions to it. The man-woman relationship has always intrigued me and the fascination continues even to this day. The compulsion to write often begins with the irresistible pull of this muse, a siren song that beckons the writer to put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard.
For me, my muse is found in the quiet solitude of my study table overlooking a busy residential complex. For others, it’s the bustling energy of a city street, where the stories of strangers intersect and intertwine. And then there are those whose muse resides within the depths of their own minds, where imagination knows no bounds.
