It was very much challenging for me to capture and crystalize my feelings and thoughts ,at the onset, into concrete shape of the poetry of words, for many times when I would feel totally over-brimmed by my thoughts especially after I woukd have read two or three books a week. It was as if I were on the hunt to catch the birds flying and rushing past over my head without any proper paraphernalia/net to catch them. They would all fly pass myself. So, I would have to remind and rewrite with difficulty those original impressions emerging from fertile land of my mind or those fruits, as you may call it, of the land of my mind that I would have been watering and caring like a hardworking peasant for years by reading, and thinking, and meditating indefatigably but without having had my part of harvesting yield. It would go undocumented, unrecorded. So, to package or putting into the box those 'fruits' of all my labour of reading and meditating , I would have to sit...