As kids, we are taught of rhymes.
As teenagers, we get acquainted with feelings. 
As adults, we are obsessed with knowledge.
As a dying person, we desire salvation.

Valar Morghulis! Sooner or later, we will die. Some went ahead and we are still here and the rest is yet to be born. I personally want to be known to have lived in  this world and I guess, through this, some people of the future will have at least known I have existed. I have always dreamed of publishing at least one hard copy of a book (I am still young, so maybe someday's not too far) given the opportunity. If not, well, Wattpad is most generous for leaving a space for me here to write my thoughts.

All of my works here are 'on progress' since I am having trouble with "inspiration". My mind is so clattered I can hardly pick them up. And it has no fixed schedule too. Feel free to send constructive criticism.