I am a self-proclaimed writer.
Writing is a masterpiece made in between mess ups and do overs. Writing is costly, writing is dangerous. People have died in between and through a loss for words. Writing is relatively easy, but writing something great is not as easy as it looks.
Dear reader, if you have not yet felt the fleeting sensation of being contented with anything in life, or have ever felt satisfied with yourself, I applaud you.
Firstly, I am not a life guru, nor have I experienced this separate dimension of utter bliss and…