I sometimes think of writing as an escapism from the current. I am not an avid writer nor can i ever think about calling myself good. But i do get along enough to keep at least myself interested.
I began a blog in 1999 then quit a hundred times and moved a hundred times. Now i have picked it up to revive it to only just pick up some habit. I had also begun writing a story. I wrote a couple of small chapters then had to give it up for sometime when my father passed away.
I would like to start again and hence this attempt.