Aarushi Prataap

In realms of ink, stress finds retreat,
A doctor's respite, where words compete.
No ties to truth, no chains confine,
Thrillers emerge, fueled by mind's design.

No lessons taught, just tales spun wide,
To entertain, imagination's tide.
Where lines entwine, realities fade,
And fictional worlds take the stage.

A poet's solace, a doctor's escape,
Through crafted verse, anxieties reshape.
In woven words, stress finds release,
And the joy of creation brings inner peace.

So let imagination soar, unbounded,
In thrilling realms, where hearts are astounded.
No weight of duty, just freedom to be,
Entertaining minds and setting spirits free.