Throwing the thin blanket that she sleeps with, she gets up from her bed, stretches a bit and walk few steps. Along with blanket, she throws dead thoughts, awry issues, stale feelings and procrastination. She washes face and brushes her teeth . She stands in the balcony for a moment and stares at the house, which is still in making .A few months back there was nothing but moulds of dust here ,however today a home is about to get ready. Window panes and door frames are fitted into the empty spaces in the wall. Act of building home, she thinks is similar to act of writing. Every inception begins form an idea. The idea is forged into a material thing. As home is build brick by brick, a piece is written word by word. She also notices huge green cloth that is used to cover the house while it is still in making, from the dust and outside world. Yes when you are writing, you need to focus on what you feel and what you want to write. When millions are speaking and rest seem to speak the s