The history of such development of this “writer part” of me started in the year 1989; well actually that was the year of my birth. That year, I was just an innocent little boy ignorant of the world and all its demands. But this ignorance was somehow lessened by a person dear to my heart, a person in which I owe my life to, my very own mother. It was her who taught me how to write. first my name and then our address until I learn how to write on my own. It was her who inspired me to pursue this part of me.
I still remember it clearly, when I was in kinder, my mother taught me this art of writing. Back then, I really don’t understand what she was doing and the purpose of all of it, all I know was that I need to do it.
Years passed and now, I am still writing. But this time, I was led into writing the reason, the very heart of why I am writing. Actually, this posed a really big question in my mind. What is really my reason why I write? As I was pondering on this mater, I was able to discover what it is my driving force for writing, and you know what, it was actually very simple. As a human, I have emotions, I have feelings which need to be expressed, and as I see it fit, one of the best way to release them in a positive way and enriching manner it through writing.