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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh PalThe author works as a software professional. He was fascinated by novels since childhood, which led him to scribble short stories to medium-sized novels from his school days. While travelling to places, he likes to see the surroundings and comes up with some stories or conversations that could happen during any incidents. He used to write down some of those conversations and tries to use those in his stories. He likes to bring incidents from dreams also into writing. After years of scribbling, he finally came up with his first completed novel, which uses his imagination in writing. He hails frRead More...
The author works as a software professional. He was fascinated by novels since childhood, which led him to scribble short stories to medium-sized novels from his school days. While travelling to places, he likes to see the surroundings and comes up with some stories or conversations that could happen during any incidents. He used to write down some of those conversations and tries to use those in his stories. He likes to bring incidents from dreams also into writing. After years of scribbling, he finally came up with his first completed novel, which uses his imagination in writing. He hails from Chennai and completed his schooling and college in Chennai. He joined a software company after completing his graduation in B.Tech. from the College of Engineering, Guindy.
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What should we do if we forget our identity or sitting on a beach?
How to handle a situation if we end up in a spooky place without the idea of how we entered and how we came out of the place to the beach but our head pains for answers?
This is my situation in this book. I was sitting on a beach with my girl and we were witnessing a death along with other people. I forgot my identity and I forgot how I came to the beach. When I closed my eyes to
What should we do if we forget our identity or sitting on a beach?
How to handle a situation if we end up in a spooky place without the idea of how we entered and how we came out of the place to the beach but our head pains for answers?
This is my situation in this book. I was sitting on a beach with my girl and we were witnessing a death along with other people. I forgot my identity and I forgot how I came to the beach. When I closed my eyes to understand the past incidents, different scenes came in different chronological orders, which created my headache. I met different people and experienced more horrors in the past three days. I need to withstand the pain and join the different pieces of events in a timely manner to solve my life puzzle.
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