Thursday, 31 October 2013

THE GIFTED SERIES; THE ROAD WE TAKE

Life is based on the choices that we make. If we have to choose between right or wrong, we can easily make the decision. If we choose right, we carry the satisfaction that whatever happens, we are on the right side. And if we choose wrong, we know our chances and the risks it follows, thus preparing us somehow for the worst.

But what if the choice we have to make is between the two right things? The dilemma definitely forces us to review whatever we lose if we choose the other. Therefore, makes our decision far tougher. It does not add anywhere to make us decide what works better for us.

Under the theme of THE GIFTED SERIES, we may face dual opportunities once in our lifetime. Its old news if we say that there is only one person who fits with us… our true mate. What if it’s more than one? Someone who makes you feel the same love like you feel for somebody else as well? Someone who can take you far into some other world and make you realize that this is where you belong, while the other holds you closer to your own world and gives you the perfect Kodak moments each time you are with him/ her.

What could be your choice? A decision to live in your world safely and happily; or to let go of everything you have for the real place where you are supposed to be and could seek a haven of bliss there? 

Whatever we choose, I think it’s the human nature to miss the loss we have made in the deal. But regretting is wasting for sure. If we mourn the loss, we resist the happiness waiting in the present for us. If we continue to regret, what are we gaining out of it? If it’s possible to mend the loss, then waste no time and go for it. If there’s no way to rectification, then there’s no point in regretting. Looking back and wishing that things could be better, is like trying to write on water. It results in nothing and changes nothing.

Thus, whatever road we choose to take would surely lead us to a place. Sometime, we know where and sometime it comes out with a total surprise. This is what life is all about, making mistakes, correcting them, and if we have made the right decision for us, we hit the jackpot! So instead of wasting time in regrets, we must follow our decisions because they are born out from us and they our solely our own responsibility.  


   

Thursday, 22 August 2013

What is more important: Success or it's Path?

Quite often we come across many interviews of such celebrities who have been successful in their respective fields. Mostly they are asked the similar question of how they have got through the path of success. The most likely answers are that they had been dreaming to be this since they were young and they always knew what they would be when they grow up. 
I am not denying anything that they say but it always makes me wonder how does a child know what he has to be when he grows? Our interests generally keep changing with our age. P.S. Some special exceptions are always there who are guided so perfectly by their parents or mentors and they follow the track already designed for them by others. Their success rate is 100% mostly. That's basically because attaining expertise in any field at least requires half of your life! So by the day they reach a considerable age, they know where they stand.
But what about people like us who are brought up in the most normal and simple means, without any guiding mentors or any other kind of sign boards? Of course life teaches us the most lessons and with time we learn whats best for us. Life is the best teacher and we know we could fall, get hurt but success comes only to those who get up and walk again!
In my case I never believe in giving up! I tried whatever was in my means and explored every sphere in that field to know what I can do about it, starting with teaching to stepping onto more innovations in the field with corporate training and personality enhancement programs, then child mentoring and finally trying my hand into writing. I sometimes ask myself where this would stop and will I ever find my 'true love' in anything and finally decide to do it for the rest of my life?
The answer is yet to be revealed by destiny, but for the time being, being an author and a blogger has been rewarding and appreciative so far (and so did my jobs!). But if I am asked what would be my strategy to attain success, then my answer is that I am a learner and each sphere has taught me to grow and be better in my field. If this is not my paycheck then, I need to go farther till the satisfaction is what I receive!!

Friday, 2 August 2013

THE GIFTED ANALOGY: Preface and Review

Many a time, life maliciously plays hideous joke with us. Just when we start believing that we are happy and satisfied with what the destiny has bestowed us with, our fate takes a jagged twirl to some other course where we face the greatest temptation of our life at the cost of what we already cherish! This is where our choices have to decide our own destiny; at one point we hold our commitments and uninterrupted undeviating life, and on the other we are swayed feebly by our temptations. Some losses that we tend to forget when suddenly return to fill in the void that we believe to have healed with the course of time, suddenly pricks much more than it did in the past.

‘The Mythical Trinity, Book One; THE GIFTED ANALOGY’ is a tale of intense love that was never a slave tied to any strings of time or destiny. It is a saga that takes you to the journey into the most complex thing in the world… the mind of a woman who faces the similar dilemma obligated by the fate just when she thought there was no room for anything else along with some incidents that answer some of the most deeply rooted questions in her mind and challenges all her beliefs when the truth is unveiled. A series of tightly bonded incidents that ignite the curiosity of the readers to the highest temperature, the book reveals an altogether new definition of love and romance.

 #"A compulsive read for all those who love intense romances with the blend of suspense and twists comprised of supernatural elements."
#"The novel boosting with very powerful characters, steaming romance and marked distinct deflections enthrall the readers to its core with thrill and eagerness to know more."
#" An undoubted page turner and a captivating story that has marked all the readers by surprise!"

It brings me distinguished pleasure to confabulate the considerate responses bestowed through various readers. Nothing could ever be more encouraging than this! No doubt, THE GIFTED ANALOGY has dauntlessly envisioned an author hidden inside my persona that was born the very day the first chapter was scribbled on a small piece of paper and the justification would be in keeping it alive with the 'Book Two; THE EQUILIBRIUM' which is on it's way to be soon placed on the shelves for the long awaiting readers !!!!

Tuesday, 23 July 2013

How can you define 'Luck'?

Have you ever considered a fact that some happenings in your life are strangely out of your control? Sometime, somewhere, we witness something that is beyond our human potential to understand and the final verdict we fall into is that we were 'lucky'! Is this what luck is all about? Or is it something beyond our apprehension to consider as a sign or a signal?
It is often said that whatever happens, happens for a reason. Then what could be the possible reason behind 'luck'? An answer no one bothered to find but every person has definitely questioned himself at least once in his life time.... How did it happen?
Believe me, I don't want to sound superstitious or stupid but there are many unseen uncanny things that surround our life and we don't have any evidence for their existence but deep inside, we have a subconscious belief of it's presence.
Most of us must have met or heard some incidents that make us look around for the scientific logic or any reason that could spare us the horror of the unknown. In this present century, we all have associated every happening with some scientific reasoning. But what would you call an incident when you suddenly find yourself unscratched among a disaster? Or when you were hit by a car and you survived without a scratch? Or a night your room was set on fire and you walked out of it unconscious? Or a glass dish that hit you but left you without any wound and broke carefully falling into pieces without piercing your skin?
Believe me, I have witnessed some of them while I was left stupefied in the run to look for a logic. If we work on the other side of the coin, there must be a world within that counterparts our own world. Someone who takes care of us in adversities! Like when a baby is born, it's fragility makes us wonder how could something so tiny make through the initial crucial stages of life. Their tiny limbs have to face the tremendous possibilities of life threatening situations in every step they take, still most of them come out perfectly fine. 
It is of course declared then that the child is 'lucky'! 
My question still persists that what is luck, by the way? Is it about something that's beyond our understanding? Or is it our destiny? Or is it about some unknown power that takes control and protects us? I'm sure each one of us have at least one incident to narrate that failed to declare any logic and you simply announced..... "I WAS LUCKY!"      

Tuesday, 2 July 2013

Chapter Eight: How does it feel when you lose the love of your life forever!!!!!!!

She saw her body lying there, wounded, torn, oozing in blood wrapped in his arms as if he could save her for himself.
She was dead!
This life had ended!

Her soul was free from the torture, agony and sorrow. She stood there staring at her dead corpse shuddering with the frightful experience of brutality that she had suffered in that life. Suddenly, a beam of light fell on her soul. It was as if the door opened, the door leading to another world where she belonged. Her soul blissfully spread the arms at the light and it cradled her lovingly and pulled her to it. Her spirit floated in the light and in a blink of an eye, the light vanished with her. As if, the door shut after she entered the other world.

 “You’ll be alright, my love. That devil is dead. Please get up.” He cradled her dead corpse and mumbled with tears flowing from his eyes. He kissed her forehead carefully.
  “Get up, Sophie, love.” He checked the pulse, but it had stopped for long.
“NO. You can’t leave me like this. We belong to each other. Please, love, for my sake. Please wake up. Please come back.” He was shaking nervously, crying like a baby.
Suddenly, he started yelling. “You cannot leave me like this. I am sorry. I shouldn't have left you alone. Don’t be so harsh, Sophie. Don’t go, please.” He cried hysterically shaking the dead body like a lunatic.

Suddenly he stopped mumbling. He carefully placed her body on the floor and sat still beside it, staring. I felt my heart beating ferociously. I looked at him. I wanted to console him, but I was just a spectator there. I was unable to touch him. After a while, he stood up and ran out from the house daring not to look back where laid dead the love of his life. He kept running aimlessly till he reached the heart of the woods that was densely dark and scary.


His legs shook with fatigue and treacherously stopped by itself making him stumble harshly on the thorny ground. He curled his body into a ball trying to catch hold of the pain that spread victoriously all over him, killing him steadily inside. He sobbed hysterically and screamed to let go of the agony but it stubbornly bore his serenity. 

Saturday, 22 June 2013

Is it important for a writer to follow a set of rules to write a book?

Creativity is entirely a product of pure instincts and not by the set of guidelines!

 I could never plan before writing. It just comes to me as a spontaneous thought. All I have to do is to fall into the situation and the characters in my mind. Rest simply happens with the flow. Its precisely a feeling of meditating! You enter an altogether different world- a world that your creative mind and your thoughts have build with the people who you imagine to see or talk.

If ever I had bound myself to any kinds of rules and guidelines, the result had always been more of made up emotions and not something that could be said to be internal revelations of a heart. It's, in fact, a foolproof way to vent out your innermost feelings and design them to the most compassionate way so that it truly becomes a place where every reader finds their haven of thoughts. Maybe that's why some stories or books take us to a journey where we always wanted to be. It's an escapism for the writer as well as the reader who are bonded together in a common thought and get to feel similarly.
One of my readers ended up crying while reading a tragic scene from THE GIFTED ANALOGY. I think that was the greatest compliment any writer could get..... to make your reader feel exactly the same like you wanted them to feel!!

My thoughts are surely not bounded with any geographical strings. I preferred to design my own world. Like you can see I set up the story in a fictitious place called Angelston in my novel THE GIFTED ANALOGY which is likely to be a small town somewhere in Europe. My readers were surprised to know that such place doesn't exist and that no one has ever been there.
That's the beauty of art and creativity! A writer should possess the most important quality of expressing the waves of thoughts in the most beautiful way as if painting a picture!!

Monday, 3 June 2013

Why writing fantasy stories attracts writers more (including me)?

It is an often asked question why as a writer I don't write about the political issues or social issues? The answer is clear enough that don't we already have many newspapers and news channels to discuss about that? As a reader I had always picked up those books that offered me some time out, those that make me smile or laugh. Bothering the whole time about the world and people, etc., I started feeling an urge to find something to make me feel light and better. Something that is always missing in our day to day life.

Our lifestyles and behavioral actions have become so calculative and cold that sometimes we start feeling that what's the thing that's missing in our perfect life.

If we love someone, we want to be with him or her, but then what else to do? People have forgotten the ways to lure someone and make the person feel special. If it's the gift or expensive dinner that solves the purpose, then think again. It may do that temporarily, but unfortunately, it's forgotten soon before the next argument. Then due to low tolerance, we admit to ourselves that the person was not worth our efforts.

So, coming back to the topic, myths, legends and fantasies drive you to the other world where nothing is real. It works as a pleasant time out. Readers feel as if living in an altogether different world, an Escapism!
And when your mind is free and flying, you get better ideas.

Therefore, when I held my pen, I knew exactly what kind of genre would I prefer. As my story moved forward, I felt myself living in that dream. It was equal to meditating and relaxing your senses from the out world stress. I found a vent to release and shape my dreams into words and decorate it with my inner most feelings. It has turned out to be the most successful exercise to de stress my mind and make myself escape to a world that I had built exclusively for myself , the one that is perfect and less exhausting.

I'm sure many other writers who write fantasies have felt the same, living in their characters, forming their own situations, and dealing with them in their own perfect way. That is the beauty of myths and fantasies, although they are simple and pleasing, yet they teach you life's biggest lessons of how to deal with the crisis in an innocent way with a simple virtue you have in yourself. All we have to do is live with it and never give up!

So, I feel if I need to send a message, then I would prefer to locate it in a story that makes the message sound easy and every reader could associate it with themselves. Then fantasy could be counted as a good option because we all are the heroes of our own lives and we are the ones who can make the difference to ourselves.