Belles-lettres is a word of French origin, which literally means fine writing or fine literature. 

Surrealism and Romanticism are my favourite literary movements, and my choice of genre is (and always will be) Magic Realism. I join words with emotions that cannot be easily deciphered; I link memoirs, associate sentiments, and dissociate the complexities (of my mind). I most certainly find delight in understanding the human mindbrain complex mechanisms. Makeup Discourse is my alter ego.

Writing here is an attempt of gathering heroism to translate my complex thoughts into words!

John Keats is my romantic muse, and poetry is my love language.

Some days I write numberless pages, but some days I end up writing just a poorly constructed sentence. I am trying to study photorealism, but I am almost close to giving up. As an inspiration, you may (mostly) find a photo for my every blogpost. I have a story for every image, and I have countless images that speak poetry to me (bane of possessing irrational, poetic mind).

At the end of the day, all the art will find its way here.

Note: You may come across incomprehensible fragments; garbled sentences; novel, or not, emotions; and disorganised thoughts.

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