I Did

My serenity accompanied by the gusty sound of the dusty wind

Of all the worries and hurries entrust, I quietly sat down.

The cool weather pulsating my mood soft, temperate

Petrichor muddy earth capable enough of sustaining the strong aftermath of rains

Which provide a positive inforcement to a plethora of worldly things.

Without this pious fresh air, creatures too find so difficult to breathe

And nothing is visible as flora and fauna so green.

Whispering leaves and the tall grass in their chirping dialect

Rustling leaves of my diary wish to be coloured with my thoughts

Waiting for the nib of my pen to give a gentle caress.

Still there is something that diverts me,

Not allowing me to go on my favourite road,

I started to colour my thoughts,

But in vain,

This is the road I wish to travel since I learnt to write,

Someday my name, a history as an author, writer,

I started to write slow,

Some few words as a good start,

I got recognition and win,

I continued more some words each day,

The road not taken by me till now,

Was my companion in happiness and sorrow,

Invited as a speaker for my bestseller,

I wrote this letter to my readers

And so blew as gale the wind, who gave answers to all my questions!!!