I stay in Delhi. By profession I'm database programmer and by passion I'm a writer. My dream is that Garcia one day reads my book and likes it as much as I've liked "One Hundred Years of Solitude." This is the book that injected the sperms of a writer into the womb of chaos. I've completed a collection of poems, but a couple of publishers have found them "not publishable." The only publication that reciprocates [rarely] to my spasms of creativity is The Pioneer, our city newspaper. Recently I became the target of ridicule when I announced that I'm going to open up a book shop.
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