This wordpress¬†blog was created more with the failed attempt of its predecessors to break its own legacy than to try a hand at published creative writing. This is probably the 5th or 6th blog that I gave birth to only to stab it to death after months of inactivity. So, what has changed after six years of its first vainglorious disappointment? merely, the things I write about. Unexpressed, our emotions don’t receive the befitting appreciation that it deserves. In endeavours great and small, I guess the little we could ask for is to enthral the world just once with our permutation of twenty-six letters. And as the fictional writer, Hipolito would greatly desire to be quoted, it would be an honour to do him justice concluding, “without you, today’s emotions would be the scurf of yesterday’s.”