In Hamdardy with Hamza
Arin Basu

Instead of being a ‘small author’ with a ‘problem’ I ask this question every day: WHO ARE THE READERS? They are out there, and they may or may not come into my words on their path.

It doesn’t matter. I bless their eyes anyway. I bless their busy minds. I bless their spirits and their bodies. I wish them love!

Yeah, this sounds as if I am swinging from a cord of fairy spider silk in a garden of hummingbird flowers, but the Internet is a wide sea and all water molecules touch all water molecules just as all words touch all words. And sounds.

Abacadabra. It’s all a little bit magic…until you make it not so.

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