Writing is not art
Writing is not an art but it is an instinct. Words are not thought of but they are given birth by the heart and flow in the blood of a writer.They reach the tip of the pen of a writer and get poured down on paper as the rain is poured down from high skies. Words are prompt and naive but they are also wicked and sharp. Words can heal , words can kill, words can create, words can destory, words are everywhere and words are no where. They are like ferocious fire which has got the capacity to burn down everything to ashes if not handled with care. Only a writer knows how to create universe from those angry bitter words and how to heal someone by using the venomous and vile words. Words are so complicated but still they are like a drug to a writer and he keeps on craving for them as words keep a writer sane.
