Of such a magnitude is this thirst to write that no matter how much I do so I can't just quench it.What is this?More precisely, why is this?
It has got something to do with that feeling of uniqueness a writer feels all the time.The feeling of being the single salt speck in a large pepper pot. Yes it's true, writers are hard to come by these days. Not commercial ones; they're the buzz nowadays. Look at Stephanie Meyer and the likes. People  having nothing to do just grab Twilight and The Vampire Diaries while masterpieces which should have been bestsellers lie in dust, untouched in oblivion....
Randomness is so irrational that I don't even recall what I was writing about in the last paragraph and now here I am writing about sushi and how I would love to eat it...
In other words, its good to be back, not that a lot of people may notice it....