My Books
We all must write our own manual and then add pages to it as we journey along the road called life.
A relationship is never about knowing another person (for that is futile and that is impossible inspite of our best or worst attempts whatsoever) but it is about knowing ourselves as an individual and as part of something bigger than ourselves. The story line is the same, but you saw it in your own way, I saw it in my own way and somebody else saw it in his/her own way because none of us knew the whole truth but knew only what he or she was allowed to see beyond the past and before the future. If we could shed our past and get out of the future, if we could be living in a glass house visible to the world, if our hearts and heads were broadcasting machines laying bare our inner self to each other all the time, then maybe we could have seen the whole truth.
Mukesh didn’t know that Reema had friends, and friends always need not be humans.
These ten stories are not just stories but testimony to the magic in the mundane. The stories explore alternative realities infused with many what ifs. The twist in the plot is not a world-shattering event but a subtle inclination towards something which is not commonplace but extraordinary and exotic. The characters explore untrodden paths in uncharted territory bordering fantasy. The fantasy is rooted in reality and therefore escapes from being absurd. The stories also question our set beliefs and paves a way to an alternative world in which things may not be as we have grown up believing but the things may be a little weird, a little wonderful, a little whimsical and a little wayward.