It is known that with the advent of writing came the dawn of civilisations. It is no wonder then that writing is a unique occupation, one that fascinates me to the core. It is as challenging as it is fulfilling. It is also abstract and elusive.

As much as fate was cruel, Ashraya had moved on. But memories do what they do: They haunt, in the deep recesses of mind, wreaking havoc in the hollows of the heart

Objects from the past become memory portals in a battle against depression