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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh Pal
We all have our weird set of uncles and cousins and grandparents and siblings. In childhood we rued our fate but as an aspiring writer, I find they are worth their weight in gold.
How many happy moments they have given me as I sit to write a story! They all come rushing at me in a bunch, jostling for space. I have had friends begging to be included in stories little knowing what dark pictures I would paint.
My dysfunctional family and my chosen
We all have our weird set of uncles and cousins and grandparents and siblings. In childhood we rued our fate but as an aspiring writer, I find they are worth their weight in gold.
How many happy moments they have given me as I sit to write a story! They all come rushing at me in a bunch, jostling for space. I have had friends begging to be included in stories little knowing what dark pictures I would paint.
My dysfunctional family and my chosen friends came in very useful. They provided me tons and tons of material, enough to fill a whole book. I am truly grateful for this. I hope I get to hear more, live more and write more.
I belong to this set of people and identify with each and every one of them. These stories I have lived through and they have been my life...sometimes scary, sometimes bringing hope, and sometimes simply evoking memories of long forgotten times. They are of me, and of lives I have seen and lived. There are, of course, large elements of fiction in this collection and yet they are rooted in reality. They are what have shaped me.
Chocolate mountains you can take a bite out of, fat yellow ducks on curly indigo waves and unblinking goggle-eyed vermilion coloured fish. Violent red sunsets with huge omelettes of suns. Little girls with flying pigtails and blue ribbons, a melting ice-cream in one hand and flying a kite with the other. Balloons with wriggly tails in screaming reds and greens and yellows that explode into a cottony blue sky.
Welcome to my world...
At the outse
Chocolate mountains you can take a bite out of, fat yellow ducks on curly indigo waves and unblinking goggle-eyed vermilion coloured fish. Violent red sunsets with huge omelettes of suns. Little girls with flying pigtails and blue ribbons, a melting ice-cream in one hand and flying a kite with the other. Balloons with wriggly tails in screaming reds and greens and yellows that explode into a cottony blue sky.
Welcome to my world...
At the outset let me confess that this is a very whimsical book. The stories, they tend to tell themselves and ramble on happily to their own rhythm and meander a path that I had no control over.
Some stories I had difficulty reigning in and some ended abruptly and with a flair before I could even blink. But I let them be. They were like willful children who danced around me, pulled my hair and made me trip. I don't know if these stories will mean much to you, I hope they do.
These stories capture my favourite parts of being a person: the joys of having been a child and of seeing children. Reading them summons my child-like sense of wonder. Each story takes the reader away from our reality. And at the same time each story looks back from its own distinct angle to give us an impression of where we are coming from.
These are children’s stories. They just happen to be especially well suited to adults.
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