About Me
How the writer in me evolve
CHALK
The First Scribble
It started on a slate, with white lines shakily drawing up the alphabets. Letters weren’t always right, but the feeling was. The curiosity of making something appear where there was nothing.
This is where I first wrote to see.
PENCIL
Rough Notes & Quiet Thoughts
School notebooks filled with half-stories, scratches in the margins, unfinished poems behind math problems. Mistakes could be erased, but the ideas? They lingered.
This is where I wrote to express.
PEN
Diaries & Confessions
Ink bled into ruled pages. This was the age of journals, heartbreak scribbles, metaphors that didn’t quite work, and sentences that came from a place deeper than the surface.
This is where I wrote to feel.
KEYBOARD
Word Files & Digital Dreams
A dusty desktop in the corner became my new notebook. Blog drafts, school assignments, then it was a laptop for lesson plans, freelance gigs, SEO briefs — all tapping into a rhythm. Writing became work. And strangely, still, it stayed mine.
This is where I wrote to be approved.
STYLUS
Notes App, Scribbles, Screens
Now it’s everywhere, ideas typed mid-walk, lines stored in voice notes, verses written between tasks. It’s messy. It’s mobile. It’s mine.
This is where I write to hold on.
INAUDITI
All the Voices, Finally Home
From slate to screen, every phase built Inauditi — not just a platform, but a place, exclusive for my words. For every draft that had no folder. For every voice that had no stage.