In the last couple of years, I have had no inspiration to write at all. None whatsoever; just zero. I began to feel that maybe it wasn't in me to write any more. Maybe writing was just another passing hobby for me that I got over. Except, it wasn't.

Writing is the most beautiful form of self discovery. There are just so many things that are left unsaid. So many raw emotions that are undiscovered. I want to delve into it all and fall in love with every beautiful flaw of the human nature. I want to discover the perfection called imperfection.

Therefore, I am writing again. But, I can't promise that it will always make sense because this time, I am writing for myself. I want to speak through my characters, to fall in love with them. 

Thank you to everyone who is still following me after such a long time. I really appreciate it. However, I am deleting most of my written stories and archiving a few, because those stories aren't who I am. I don't feel connected to those stories any more.

This is a new beginning for me and if you decide to be a part of it then thank you from the bottom of my heart. Let's live life to the fullest.