About Me

I am a compulsive writer. Also interested in random arts and crafts.
Being a poet, a writer, a master of narration, a wizard of words is one of the best endowments a person can be bestowed with.

This blog is a chronicle of my adventures, both current and past along with socio-cultural commentary and stories on personal activities as well as those that in some way left their impression on me. Enjoy! Subscribe, Visit often, Tell your friends, leave comments, better yet promote it!

A Hindi Blog folder holding my Hindi works such as poetry, penning and other musings can be accessed at
https://purvikpulak.wordpress.com
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“Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years. People grow old by deserting their ideals. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair.” ~ General Douglas MacArthur(1880-1964)

“Don’t think I write for purgation. I write because I write well…. You have got to learn to paint with words.” ~ The Letters of Flannery O’Connor: The Habit of Being

PREFACE

(gratefully dedicated to those few who can truly convey emotions simply by the flow of feelings springing out of their own pen):

When everybody
is trying to be a poet these days
I often sit and ponder
If I have the right to speak this language..? :O

Whenever I wrote something
I often had no reason
unlike several others
to attribute to its origin
(Except for a few maybe?
~Valid or invalid Perturbation) 😛

My works Often hadn’t the credentials Sound
Of a Heartbreak Or a besotted patriot!
Yet I scribbled on any paper with any pen I found
To gather my scattered thought
(insignificant,magnificent or profound) 8)

Now Poems have always been
My need of the Hour
I realise, They equip me with
An innate pleasure & Power 🙂

Do You too jot, scribble, note, write often? ^_^