There has been a long period of time when I did not write nor read because I could not. It was during those times when I asked do I still what it takes to be a writer. There is nothing I wanted in this world but to be a writer and nothing but a writer. And when those times hit me, my world suddenly lost its color and I could not even find any purpose in my life.

Nevertheless, here I am again, trying to write inspite of my semi-cerebral paralysis.