I wear a gap-toothed smile, armoured with a pen and a notebook, I dwell in the land of daydreaming. A love for the written word and a craving for freedom are what define me. A thirst only love and independence can quench envelops me. A voice waiting to be heard, a melody waiting to be sung, a symphony waiting to be composed: that's how life is for me, waiting.

Dwelling upon the past is a sinful indulgence, yet is quite an indulgence. Known for queer obsessions, unpredictable silences and gab ; love for metaphors and abstractions.

This is a very pretentious bio.

Until a more viable definition to self comes along,

Preetika.