I am Mrs. Haze, aka Subani Moktan, one and the same but not really. Welcome to a part of me: One that stays hidden mostly coz’ it lives rent-free in my head. Isn’t that where the most intimate versions of us are found? You could be lying to the whole world, but you know who you are. And you know who you’re not.
So yeah... overthinking! My specialty! If I had a penny for every thought I had, I’d be a krazillionaire by now: krazy rich ya’ll! “Oh wow, nice writing, Mrs. Haze! Making up your own words.” Uhhh... why not? If George R.R. martin can conjure up a whole damn language, so can I, okay? “Zaldrizes buzdari iksos daor” (If you know, you know!)
My point is, I write! Someone once told me to just write. Take away any other equation and just write. That’s some good advice! One of the many I got. And that’s what I intend to do. Coz’ words live on, don’t they? This is a space for me to be me. To put in paper these fleeting emotions and watch them fly by, like clouds on a sunset. To see me for who I am, where I am, and where I intend to go. To be.
