Writing is my passion. Anything that I see around, feel, and if it attracts my attention it needs to find expression from the lips of my heart in a spoken language. In a way I talk to myself and reproduce the thoughts through language, may it be Sindhi, Hindi or English. 

Poetry is the music of my Heart and it is a part of the constitution. Writing poetry is like nourishing a garden where we sow seeds of words that sprout when you put manure of efforts and nourish with thoughts. It is only then that the colorful ideas with fragrance come to the surface. In every human there is a dormant poet, an artist, a sculptor somewhere or the other. When expressing a personal thought, idea or concept, it travels through expression finding words and ultimately the personal feelings are generalized through language.  The speechless thoughts take the support of words to find expression and they grow and mature as the saplings, start whispering and walking. 
 
Still the fact remains unchanged that ‘Life’ is poetry but poetry is not life. Words and poet have a co-relative bond. Words may exist without a writer, but a writer cannot exist without words. On the other side poetry is not just a collection of words. It is the art of expressing our feelings and emotions with the help of those words. In a way poetry is nothing but an expression of speechless thoughts that survive in the heart of a poet.