My idea about writing is only this

My idea about writing is only this.

What moves in my mind and what works at the tip of my fingers is the outcome of at least 50 years of persistence.

This mind can stop work at any moment and the fingers would become immobile before long

Therefore

even if an isolated reader glances through it and dismisses it still I am happy because I know it is the result of my toil for 50 years.

The work of a plant is to give flowers.

Some may admire the flowers for their beauty and fragrance

Some may take the flowers and place them at the feet of

God

Some may show wry faces and turn away as if the flowers are ugly and are smelling bad

And some great persons would pluck the flowers throw them to the ground and crush them with their feet

The outcome of one's efforts too are like that

I have neither time nor any desire to worry about how my output is received by others.

The moment I key in the last syllable, my work is over