As an Author, when I sit down to write…. I become a child, breath bated, unraveling a beautifully wrapped present, frantic sometimes, mindful at other times, in surrender of the turmoil, turbulence and uncertainties, that reveal themselves as I fearlessly strip my Travel mystery packages open. Allowing the disassembling of “me”, to put it back together with hurry, before dust to dust I am again.
I invite you to go through some of my published articles.
My Golden Veins! (By Minnku Buttar)
Prologue: “I can bury the illusionary shadows of Joy but allow me the light from my bleeding scars – I shall Treasure them – even when I stumble – reminders of learnings from the past – fall in love with them again – a promise of my radiant tomorrow”.