Rafting through rapids is often compared to story writing; well, I can relate to my blog writing. Sometimes my pace is at its high like a wild rambling white water rafter and some times it glides as a placid backwater lagoon. It’s all a voyage of discovery, some times it hits upon untold expression and mostly its just a mediocre expression of one self.
The charm of writing takes on different levels, yes it aims to bring writing come close to my thought. But I find it hard to bring my words to the shorelines of my thought.
The pursuit goes on, and I hope at some point I can touch upon more facets and give me the liberty to express myself in the way I think and choose…
Flossy Ideas, Meetups and Views 