Some break bridges, bread and many burn bras or books, all for an ideology they pursue or for some objective, crudely called a cause. I am stuck as to what I burn or break - for the simple reason, I have never been ideology or objective driven. In a strange way, my pen came to my mind. Why not break it as it will at least provide relief for tormented few that had to read my books. Of course it will also give rest to my fingers that have been holding the pen and produced a wild swing of writings from billet douce for girlfriends to stinkers to my colleagues.

So shall we say I have decided to call it a day as far as writing is concerned after this little book entitled There is romance in rambling?