No… Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would write poetry ( if I may call it that) but the night the Mumbai Attacks got over … I was so depressed.. shaken .. sorrowful and dejected .. I just couldnt sleep.. was sitting and staring at my computer screen when I suddenly felt like writing… I started typing and did not stop … it was 4 am when I was done and I reread what I had typed.. three poems.. My faceless freind ….. Message to a Nation and Duty Bound….I was taken aback….
There was a feeling of having contributed in a very small way to heal the world from that nerve shattering experience….people who read my poems said they were moved and felt it was a wonderful way of sharing grief… thus started my romance with writing and poetry…
Never thought that it was just God’s way for preparing me for the worst… in April this year when my father suddenly passed away and I was so distraught I turned to my writing…and believe me it helped… I felt connected to him… I could express my anguish and I am still at it.. writing and healing through the written word….
I write now and then … and its been an amazing experience…but now sharing what I have written with all of you is making the whole experience seem so much more meaningful… do leave me your comments and visit this blog whenever you can… I shall be updating it regularly with my new poems… and hope you all enjoy and heal with the same…
Just scroll down to read the poems…or select a category to view my tribute to my father…..do leave me your comments…. they are my inspiration