About Me
Literature has been my passion, my hobby and my life for how long, I really dont know. When did I start writing? is as much difficult question to answer as is when did I start reading?
For me, literature is an expression of lifes rarest moments of realism. Life! That is composed of some exquisite moments that we search for and hold in our memories like monuments, magical, full of life and passions, the moments that really count and the rest is only shadows of those moments that we keep on chasing for the rest of our lives, putting ourselves into such a pain.
Writing with me means more than a passion. It is a need, a necessity, a tool of an angry Youngman to survive as a lost generation in a crazy world. I write only when I have to, when I feel like it, might it be a poem, a short story, a scene, some passages, or sometimes only one or two sentences or even words. There is nothing new about my writings, just an ordinary attempt on some old themes that I, myself, had to encounter in my daily life and which can be called the work of a disillusioned person, describing the wasteland aspect of 21st century.
Nothingness, emptiness, nostalgia, sadness, loneliness, cultural morbidity, abuse and exploitation of human passions at the hands of unseen chains named as honour, dignity and collective social sensibility, the ever failing element of life that I feel at the core of human heart and try to convey through my poetry is not something disappointing for me. Ive accepted it for so long as only one side of the reality, maturing our attitude towards life itself, the other being positive element.
I do feel that we live in moments (good or bad) that, when seen as fragmented momentous reality, overwhelm our senses. When we combine them to form a picture of our life as a whole, only then the full harmony of our life dawns upon our minds and we are too much pessimist or optimist no more, but realist, taking life as it is, accepting it as a blend of both: good and bad. My writings too never show a full whole reality, a full whole of myself but representing fragments of what I felt at that particular moment. (Thats going to tend towards negative side because who cares to write something when it feels good.?)