As a teenager I use to have a diary were I used to write short stories and then tear the pages apart. Being honest writing was always a part of my life. When it comes to what encourage me was a bad phase. Going through hard times and unable to find peace, I started searching for anything that could bring my heart and soul to rest and writing came as a saviour. My mother’s tragic death made me sit in a corner and write, hence I realized may be this is what I was made for. To be a writer, to bring a change, to bring love in this world.