Irza Ali
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries.
I used to think I knew myself, but I was only scratching the surface. Beneath that, there's a whole world I've kept hidden, a treasure trove of quirks and emotions. On the outside, I might seem like just another person shaped by nature, but once you crack the surface, you’ll find the tough cookie within. The one who can stir up emotions you’ve buried deep with just a few well-placed words. The world’s a tangled mess, and here I am, an unconventional soul, surviving by spilling my heart onto the page.
My words have a special magic—they hold sway over you, just as they do over me. With a splash of color here and a dash there, I can paint pictures so vivid that even literature itself nods in approval. At the end of the day, I’m an ergonomically free spirit with a wild heart, a mom to a wonderful girl, a loving wife, and a doting sister to my baby sis. Life’s a beautiful mess, and I’m here, embracing every twist and turn with my pen.
