The Story of I: Fear In Vain

It wasn’t easy to pen down my thoughts.

I had a zeal to explore myself before I reach out to this world.

I had to learn to understand and be comfortable with myself, before I could open up to this world.


The imagination poured in.


I had to be submissive to overcome the fear of being mocked at.

The tale of my writings started with a broken heart with no flavour of wine in it.

Now, my thoughts run through the veins to reach my heart.

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