My father immersed my life in an ocean of poetry and literature. If my mother didn’t insist, “A poet doctor helps the society better than a poet”, maybe I would have chosen literature. But fate put me on a different path and gave me other abilities. Like any other human being, I have been placed in this world with a purpose. Those who came into my life taught me a great lesson and became real heroes of my life.

In the passage of time, the poetry of life merged into my soul. Music became the food of my soul, the song of peace of my being. Art polished my being.

I am not a poet, because the meaning of a poet is beyond a heavy and pleasant writing.

I write stories from the heart, sometimes in rhyme and sometimes in prose, sometimes coherent and sometimes discrete. I write the white and poetic poetry, which is the peace of my soul. I become the mirror of my heart, I tell the untold story secretly, and sometimes I write a short story, maybe it is the hope and peace for someone else’s heart.

It is as if a prayer, a morning prayer, a mantra, or rather a love has been with me all my life. The best people became a ring of light, made the sky of my life rain stars, and taught me that humanity is the secret of immortality.

I still have to learn. Thirstier than ever, I go to the fountain of knowledge of the elders. I am an apprentice and I learn something new every day and I understand how little I know…