About Me

Starting with my short intro, myself Rohit Rahman, (as you know), age 19, doing my B.tech in Information Technology. I am from a town named, Burdwan, West Bengal. Writing Blogs, or you can say writing short articles is one of my hobbies, which includes, photography, film making, computing, and many more little things. Yes, may sound common now a days. But I find interest in creativity among all these things.

Now, coming to my blog, I had started writing short stories and articles two years back from now, but never thought to start a blog like this. I used to write for my own interest. Then, the writings got improved time to time, and here I am now. Those back two years were nice, sweet, and yes, those two years inspired me in every aspects, whether it is love, sadness, whether it is smiles or heartbreak. All the articles I try to write, have a small touch of my past, inspirations and experiences.

So, it is all, read the articles, and maybe you can relate some things you have done or will do, may it can inspire you, or put a smile in your face or a determination.

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