Sunday, July 31, 2005
Sitting on a toadstool, and trying to write
OK, for the record, there's a new story uploaded on Gabbles, called Evening Haze. It's part of a trilogy, really, the second in the series, after Afternoon Mirage. Essentially, a mushy love story. Ok, wait, I'm not doing the right publicity, so let me start off again.
And here goes:
Evening Haze is a lyrical story, set in New Delhi, the tumultous capitol city of India, where a chance encounter some months back in another city brings two people together. There are ideas exchanged, between the two, flirtations as well, and the reader falls in love with the interactions between the two. The story examines and probes the different selves of a person when he/she decides to engage in romance with someone else, - the hesitation, the thrill, the triumph - and ends with a trump card: what, really, is a kiss? And where does that leave our two protagonists?
Whew! Now, how was that?
The customary pick from the story is:
There are few things as romantic as a kiss in the evening haze. Some things that are supposed to be, are not really so. That doesn't make sense. I'm not sure what does. How do I explain it all? I've never been one for talking tall. I've never been one for expressing myself. It's simply too much trouble. People have all these preconceived notions about me, for some reason, and most of my effort goes in trying to dispel those, in the first place. Like the one she had, of me in CR Park. Or, when she thought, back in Calcutta, that I was one of those hundreds of educated intellectuals roaming the streets of a dying megapolis in the eternal quest for something... atheistic.
I love the way your blog looks, high.
Living high sits on a toadstool.
Are you substance-free at this juncture? Or is the Cheshire cat grinning just about now?
Ummm... substance free is not something I can necessarily promise at any point of time!
Sombre times call for sombre comments - but if you read my other stuff, you'll find I tend to veer to the other side.
progga - will venture over again, soon enough! ;-)
chamique - and why do u think they call them magic mushrooms? hehehe.. *cheshire cat grin*
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