Just a glimpse.(my first proposal)

I am just like every other writer,my eyes always set out on a stringent hunt for stories and end up penning tales of my friends without their prior acknowledgment .And at last when they come to know about my stealthy attitude,they normally sport me an exasperated look remarking you never change. Advertisements

I sit here staring out of the window as droplets whisker down my glassy window .it poured down from heaven quenching the thirst of earth and wiping my tears clean. What makes rain so special ? I don’t know…..I feel to write when it rains .I am astray in the strange canopy of happiness unable…