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Long back, when I began writing, I used to think there wasn't much to it. The first piece I came up with was so precious to me that I never bothered sharing it with someone. It belonged to me. My creation. My world. My words, all twenty thousand of them. I parked it aside. Didn't look at it for a whole month. And when I finally glanced at it I realised how bad it was. The words were fine. Plot worked. But somehow the characters felt wooden. As if they existed only to follow m