I am Thunder Ling from India.
A woman of colour, I write to understand, to expand my horizons and it is that I want to spend the rest of my life writing my heart's diary.
We live through ages and generations. Have we ever sat and thought how much more we need to live, love and keep dying? We are born, we live, struggle through pains, love all or love none, then one fine day we grow tired, we grow sick and we die.
How much more do we need to do this?
How much more should we repeat ourselves, again and again and again?
This collection tries to look at love, life and then death again recycles back to love, the culmination point of birth and death, I have often wondered how the Sun repeats itself, how everything repeats itself. Is that this is some form of a practice as they say; “Practice makes a man perfect.”