Randhir kaur lighted the candles on 9th February 1997. She is born and brought up in India, Assam(Jorhat) city. She persuaded her schooling from St.Carmel Convent school and acquired her further education in Bachelor of Arts in English Literature. A writer by birth and a blogger.According to her she write to tell stories. She believe that there are some professions in the world that will last forever: doctor or a nurse, teacher, builder and a storyteller. Kaur write also to become herself, more so day by day. Writing is a way to shape out visible and invisible, in herself as well as in the world. The young girl believes in changing a mind because she is facing the ruthful sate of being treated vulnerable from a toddler to a feminine, just like the lemon juice astringes the tissue in the mouth similarly her throat is constricted because she is not actually her own version but a flunkey and an artifact. Her courteous manner shines despite of remaining very dark from inside, she is shining brighter day by day and the remorseful acts are making her a strong body. She is a warrior, a princess, a Ka