I am a writer from the heart. I write stories that I like to read and tell. The only reason they exist is to be heard !
I started writing poetry when I was in grade three. When I grew up, my mother pushed me into reading. Having a huge library at home was a blessing, which my parents had build book by book, picking it up from every railway or book station on their posting, transfer duty or holiday.
Like many, my reading started with works of Sidney Sheldon, Jeffrey Archer, Arthur Hailey, Harold Robbins and others, and was in grade 11 when I read Love Story by Erich Segal and was immensely inspired by its simplicity, yet the power of its writing and storytelling. The beauty of the book was in the way the story was told and not in the complexity of the plot or the words – which, inspired me to be a writer.
Many years, blogs and narration of kids stories later, I finally took the huge step of ‘deciding’ to write a book in year 2011. The plot and the idea was framed then, but the first ever word was written in year 2013. Struggling each day to write, I some how made through the journey. And then, in Feb of 2015 saw the first ‘The End’ of my writing life.
This journey made me appreciate every writer ever published. I was apologetic in my mind to many, to have simply kept their book aside saying ‘no good’, in no time. The hardship of my journey made me understand their pain. ‘So what’, if the reading was not upto my liking? It did not make their journey any less respectable.
I have been through many such days, weeks and months of struggle wondering and dreaming if it would ever end. Its a pure miracle that I have finished my book. There is a divine hand in it. It’s only ‘His’ doing that I am getting ready for the launch.
I, me, Prerna, never was, and still am not capable for any such task.
26 Oct 2015
Prerna Kumar 