Introduction is an ambiguous term in a literal sense.Instead of flaring up the clarity ,it obscures the identity of an individual.But like everyone, I am also compelled to introduce myself.Amidst the minstrels of phoenix and the refulgence of the dawn, I was born in a verdant countryside arena of Maharashtra to an opulent family.My mother is always engaged with pedagogics and my father is a contractor.I was always fond of having a perusal of variegant effusions and a myriad of books replete with sagaciously marshalled informations.I initiated composing poems when I was 13 years old and now have come up with a collection of my poems.Here are a few lines:
“On the placid roads of India,
Sleeps the vagabonds of India,
With the dirty clothes around us ,
Dies the hungry sons of India.
There's a shining star residing
And horrendous dark surrounding
Cries the honour of virago
And the sailor by the margo."