Description of the Book:
 
Cogitate, to think hard, to contemplate, to reflect, to chew over on almost anything and everything. To ponder upon and express your thoughts through words on paper is how I truly feel alive. This is what gives one the purpose for existence. Descartes says, "Cogito, ergo sum" I think, therefore I am. But for me, I write, therefore I am is what keeps my Monday blues away, it is what keeps me awake at night and is the reason I jump out of bed.
When every thing falls apart, writing is the centre that holds it all together for me and this anthology is my way of expressing my thoughts in it's purest form. My poems (or thoughts) might not abide by the set rules of poetry, might not make sense at times, might not be truly artistic but they are raw. This anthology is my heart presented on a platter, there's nothing aesthetic about it because it is ugly, bloody and pumping.