‘In many ways, writing (Poetry) is an intelligent lunacy or say, a sort of ‘skilled’ madness. Poetry gives me the freedom to be ‘mad’, and enjoy every bit of it without the fear of being mocked at. It gives me the prerogative to share my bursts and blooms of lunacy with the world at large. To me, writing poetry seems to be the only human practice through which madness gets respect, acceptance and appreciation…. ‘
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