About
Imagination has been my hideaway since boyhood, a realm where anything felt possible. While growing up in bustling Mumbai, I’d gaze out at the sea of people on their daily commutes, the honking horns and humming machinery of the city. But noisy as it was, my mind contained even greater commotion. Vivid stories and cinematic scenes swirled within my head, far removed from the crowded streets. Even in a metropolis of millions, imagination created a space all my own.
My father nurtured creativity in me from an early age. At 14, he bought me a guitar, opening up a portal to worlds beyond the tangible. As my fingers fumbled over the strings, I expressively strummed all the potent emotions I kept bottled up during my shy teenage years. Chords became the conduit for my voice. In my room I composed rudimentary song lyrics to melodies that emerged intuitively. Though I never formally studied music, I had an instinctive desire to transmit my inner experiences into tunes.
Unlike books, films provided a visual glimpse into extraordinary situations far from my familiar realities. On weekends, I would be glued to our television, engrossed in movies that fueled my hunger for adventure. Though limited in what I could watch on cable, my imagination filled in the rest. I became absorbed in cinematic stories of the hero overcoming obstacles and saving the day. I adopted those idols as my own inner champions.
When it came time for college, I pursued the pragmatic path of architecture. But my penchant for creativity could not be limited to only designing buildings. I joined with some musically gifted friends to form a band. We’d spend late nights in the classroom rehearsing for college festival performances. The stage lights illuminating the lyrics and guitar filled me with a sense of purpose. In those moments, my music served as the soundtrack for hundreds of other souls. My inner world was given outward expression.
After graduating, I entered the pragmatic profession of architecture. It allows me to exercise the rational side of my brain, even as my imagination still secretly wanders. In my spare time I continue producing music, hidden away in my bedroom. I privately recorded them on my phone, but the stories woven into the lyrics longed to be heard. They called out from within me, no longer content living just in my mind. Finally, when the pandemic hit, with some of my friend’s encouragement I somehow found the courage to release my original tunes on all music platform. The stories that once only had a voice inside my head can now be heard by listeners across the world.
Now in my adult years, my love of storytelling remains strong as ever. But lately my medium has shifted from lyrics to narrative fiction. After a long day designing bungalows, I fill my evenings with films that spark my imagination. I’ve come to realize that some tales are too layered and complex to contain within just verses and choruses. There are profoundly human stories that can only be told through the substance of words on pages.
Deep down, I’ve always had my own stories waiting to emerge too. As a kid, I’d imagine riveting storylines I wished to see on the big screen. I’d constantly slip into daydreams, envisioning myself in cinematic scenarios and fictional universes. As I grew older, I’d observe intriguing personalities around me and think how they might translate to characters in a future book.
So with both excitement and trepidation, I began working on my first novel. It felt far more exposing to articulate my inner world through fiction versus the veil of lyrics. Yet some creative force compels me to persist, to finally give substance to the nebulous ideas occupying my mind for so long. The characters, scenes and plots that have lived within me yearn to be freed, to be refined and shared. I now feel ready to lend them form.
Now, I’ve finally decided to give my innate gift a try. This website marks my foray into the world of creative writing. It’s both thrilling and daunting to begin crafting my ideas into a novel. I may only be a novice wordsmith, but my vision is clear and drive strong.
Above all, I hope to capture the authentic texture of human experiences and relationships. Through subtle details, conversational tone, and slices of real life, I aim to voice the stories we each carry within. I want to transmit my unique worldview in a way that feels real, relatable, and nuanced with meaning.
This has been a lifelong dream in the making. I know it will take immense courage to complete this book as an amateur. But my stories yearn to be told, my observations crave a voice. I hope my writing will remind readers that we all have an innate gift for storytelling. Our experiences are wrapped in narrative, our lives an odyssey. It’s time I finally write the next chapter in my own grand tale.