So, do I write about me, the writer or about the writing desk ? As things stand now, it would be easier to write about the damn desk. I have been so many things, and so many people in my short 42 years of life that writing about me becomes a hopelessly confusing task. Which one of ‘me’ do I pick this time to describe ? Do any one of these personas interesting enough, attention-worthy enough ?
I write in Hindi and English. I try to remember the Urdu and Sanskrit I knew , once upon a time. I write poetry, or used to. I write opinions, I write informative pieces, I write fiction.
As I said, would be easy to write about the damn desk.