Whispering Willows

It does surely take some sprinkle of secret ingredients to come up with a piece of writing such as mine. But is it truly the only one thing that drives me to grab all the 26 letters of english language and make a pot of letters out of it. Or doesn't it. Because lately I've had my close acquaintances suggesting me to publish another one as "it's been super long since I last posted". This isn't going to be like all other posts of a peep into the wisdom world , but just another account of why writing is so precious to me. As a kid I always used to look up at the sky and watch the divine sunrays illuminating the outline of the clouds , and wonder which thing would bring me peace... which work would it be for which I would be known, for which I would be appreciated. But be replied back with silence and curiousity. It did, indeed, took a long time for my answer to get delivered. But as they say,  "even the pebble that you threw in the lake meant to meet the w...