Vidya here penning here from a small facet of the seventh largest country (well, had to mention it under the alarming global warming) in the world. I’m a student hooked up on literature and you might ask what brought me to world pulse. Well here’s my answer: my college group and my intense drive to find a getaway from my numbness. And man, oh man, do I have to say: this really made me smile for real in ages while I was drowning in the whirlpool of mental illness and this platform, as to what I believe is: to engross myself to find a voice within and around and also to merge and become an identity of the agency this platform has to offer. I want to be heard, listened and read as well hear, listen and read all of your mindful, critical, satirical pieces, ER, masterpieces and I’m certain I’d be spellbound and wordless to even review it ‘cause that’s how literature moulded me: to be critical or to be in a trance while appreciating every effort. I’m always a text/call/talk away from anything you have to share and as women, we do need to be our own pillars and the foundations of our space dedicated to wield our pens with pride and lead the vines of of thoughts to communicate and express in the forest of solidarity
And I truly believe World Pulse has already bestowed upon me this ethereal blank page to etch out my words acclaimed to be heard by millions like me, yearning to expose little versions of themselves in a 250-300 unscrambled text, be it fictional or biographical.
Thank you for reading my scribbles (lol I self-degrade myself, might as well get used to it)