Does my haughtiness offend you? 
Don’t you take it awful hard 
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines 
Diggin’ in my own backyard. 
You may shoot me with your words, 
You may cut me with your eyes, 
You may kill me with your hatefulness, 
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

The quote is from Maya Angelou’s Still I rise. It is said the literature you read, becomes you. I’ll read almost everything, which makes me somewhat a mish-mash of philosophies and schools of thought.

I am a wallflower, which is a pretty phrase for socially awkward people. Most writers fall in that category. Instead of chattering someone’s head off, we’ll prefer to analyse, observe what goes around us, then pour it out in words.

I am not good at introductions, so I’ll just go ahead and tell you the basics of me. I spent four years of my life pursuing Civil Engineering, at a college quite literally in the wilderness (come here for the beauty and romanticism of nature, but never to build a great future!). Then after somehow stumbling through the whole ordeal of doing something you really don’t understand or like, I went on to spend another two years learning the basics of English literature at a masters level.

I found peace in JKR’s words, her writing was my one constant companion through some of the most tumultuous phases of my life. I wish to have that kind of reach, that kind of wonderful power to make it a little brighter for someone somewhere.

I like spinning my words into prose or poetry. My words are my sanctuary and my work is my voice.

I am usually liberal with rogue ideas, and likely to help you if you plan to do something crazy. I would love to be in love, but have yet to find a soul similar to mine. So yes, still searching! Although my love for food is not to be challenged by any other.

I love reading, classics to neo-noir, young adult to dystopian. Writing usually evolves after reading, so I read everyday. Perhaps, in this age, I would be called a bookworm or a bibliophile. I also like to take long walks, sing at the top of my lungs, paint a flower pot, talk to my plants and cook for the people who make my life beautiful.

Know me well, to judge me better.

Care to get in touch? Send me a message, and I’ll surely reply.