Since I was baby, words held a special place in my life. They attracted me to them like nothing else. I could still remember all my relatives reading me stories and teaching me to read. Gradually I...view moreSince I was baby, words held a special place in my life. They attracted me to them like nothing else. I could still remember all my relatives reading me stories and teaching me to read. Gradually I progressed and not only started reading for myself but also started experimenting with all the words I was learning everyday. Those words and all those swirls in my mind that were taking shape and for me it was like my canvas being painted on (by the way I paint as well). Time passed and I grew up. Took up more hobbies, had more responsibilities but words remained an integral part of my life. I continued reading and I continued writing. Thus, I call myself not an author but a wordsmith.view less