... one writes to hit the market,
... sometimes... for fame,
... sometimes... for himself,
... sometimes... for critics, appreciation and awards
... sometimes... to play to the gallery,
... and sometimes,
The writer does not cling to any of the above objectives specifically.He just respond to the raw emotions and events happening in his world. Thats' when one in him packs up a pen and starts writing from the core of his heart for his ever changing society.
When Rabbi Birnham lay dying, his wife burst into tears. He said, "What are you crying for? My whole life was only that I might learn how to die."
Lets speak a new language,so that the world will be a new world. Silence is the language of God and Love, all else are poor translations. Lets be part of the Dance.
