Her efforts weren't just a anormous happening in her life but a silver lining which was entitled serendipity with full of perfections with a tinge of imperfections..

Her words didn't just inked those plain papers of her life, but also aroused the fire in her, sometimes could extract a beautiful masterpiece through the ashes blown away from the act of water..

Things to get through this way were much, serendipitous,the running of ink could pour down hundreds of emotions creating a beautiful smudges painting enough to be bid upon..

Words much could be serendipitous of the authors view of emotions to ink down than a deal soul playing with words with atmost accuracy!!

- Najma Anjum