A memory 🤔?

Life is a beautiful journey with so many memories, both good and bad. 😀

Now that I have to share a memory, let's narrate a good memory. 💖

A memory about how I begun writing!  😅

I was utterly eager to submit a poem for my school's magazine. I was in class sixth, when I wrote a poem on 'Diwali'. It was a first poem composed by me. When I showed it to my maternal aunt (mosi), my mother, my grandma (naniji) and my maternal uncle (mamaji) on the summer evening, no one believed me.

I was asked to write another poem to prove that I wrote it myself. Next I wrote a poem on Holi and finally everyone appreciated me.

By the way, my maternal aunt (mosi) was beyond happy, as she had once helped me to write a four liner poem in class second and it was published was published in my school magazine.

So, in class sixth's magazine, both of my poems on Diwali and Holi were published. Since then I wrote poems, short stories and now novels too.

Guess, who is the person inspiring me?
My maternal aunt (mosi)

P. S the basic idea for Love and Redemption was given by her. Then we both zeroed upon the story title, and characters' names, Aparajita and Veerbhadra followed by the covers. This is how I begun, Love and Redemption. 😊

Love you all
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