To cheer up my Monday – and yours, too, hopefully – I’ve taken to sharing a short moment from one of my books.
Today, it is a scene from Mita and Tanay’s first meeting. Their story starts in Mauritius, but it takes them to India where a lot of the dramatic action takes place.
Always so busy, rushing from one thing to another,
when will we ever find the time to just be?
Who am I, really, when no one is looking?
Who am I when I am alone?
Am I one thing or am I many – so many that even I don’t know the pieces of the puzzle that comprise me?
In memory of all those who went too soon – claimed by a virus that was as brutal as it was indiscriminate…
Exciting news for lovers of romance!
Njkinny’s blog is going to be featuring Indie Indian Romance Authors over the entire month of August.
Not only do you get to meet some fab Authors, but there is also a smashing giveaway happening. Eight of you get a chance to win 16 books…
It is raining cats and dogs where I live and our garden is a swimming pool. I have pictures to prove both things…
I hide in the open
letting the rain curtain me
from eyes that probe
for signs that I weep for you
Well, love it or hate it, it’s finally here.
The monsoon is eagerly awaited and equally dreaded…
Loved because of what it means to agriculture and forests,
and to power generation plants;
Loathed because of the flash floods and landslides, the humidity
and how it strains drainage systems.
This city does not want you
now that its roads are paved
and skyscrapers stand tall
against the elements
The summer we met
unfurled into seasons
made resplendent
by first love
