I as a writer, Am a lot of things. I am not just me but also all the other particles that exist in this Universe. I am not just a name but a wall on which anyone can write his name. I don't belong to one race, religion,trait or emotion.. I am as many as they are. I have no one face, no one structure to define my existence, I am a human, an ant, a fruit, a flower and a little piece of iron too. I don't have a particular flow to call mine, I flow in fluids, I can flow in solids too. I don't have one drive, Everything in this world, dead,living or non- living, Has a way to drive my urge to write. I don't have a set intention to follow while writing, I can support and oppose an idea in different timelines. My reasons to write don't depend upon my reader's understanding of truth and lie. I can be honest yet hidden behind veils, I can be naked in sheen dishonesty. My opinions about world are far different from what world thinks of itself, and I don't regret that difference. With that being said, I tell you something about me, I don't need to experience an emotion while I write about it, I am gifted with an art to feel what others do. May be it is in other writers of writing all that they feel, I have a thing with feeling the feelings of whatever I touch or whatever touches me. I don't assume, I hold and rest the pain of them. I am a blank sheet, I absorb that what passes me.