The writing community online is mostly supportive. Sometimes, you meet a few fellow writers offline too for some great conversation and insights on the business. But there are a few kinds of authors who I have learned to stay away from. The one who belittles writers who have opted for the self publishing route. Some… Continue reading The Authors I Avoid
Their love was like a volcano threatening to erupt. It was a combination of intense passion and infatuation that kept their days and nights exciting. Friends worried that it was too hot and dangerous to last. They knew it would end with a scary bang. So no one was surprised when it ended with murder.
A few months after moving to Delhi, Joy was flooded with photographs procured by his mother. There were pictures of all kinds of women. Doctors, lawyers, masters degree holders, arts graduates, teachers, and even a tribal woman who couldn’t speak a word of Bengali or English. My cousin was asked to rate the photographs and… Continue reading A Short Excerpt from “Mother & Son”
Blueberry muffin and coffee for company. Silence around the small coffee shop. It was every writer’s bliss. Even the guy at the next table seemed engrossed in a book. A quiet bookworm — she approved. It was a productive afternoon until she noticed that he was reading one of her books!
That dream house you're taking ten loans to make, It isn't going with you. Those designer shoes and bags sitting in your closet, Aren't going with you. The loved ones you try to hold onto forever, Can't go with you. Those memories you leave behind here, Will stay for a long long time.