And so my weekend whizzed by. I have no idea when it came and when it went or where. It was stealthier than a thief, dressed in black, blending in with the shadows of the night, quieter than a cat's paws landing on cold cement floor noiselessly and faster than a flash of lightning on a dark, moonless, stormy night.
Mostly, I think, it was lost in the huge stir that the sharing of the cover page of my next title created.
I shared it on Facebook over the weekend, but in case you haven't see it, here goes:
It is a story of unrequited love. It is a story of a couple who were in a perfect relationship for four years, and who could not imagine existing without each other. But life had other plans for them.
Sixty percent of the book is written from the point of view of Aman, who is the male protagonist.
I shall share the back blurb and a little more about the characters soon! Watch this space!
Over the weekend, I was also invited by IIM-Bangalore, to speak at Vista 2013,their an…
Mostly, I think, it was lost in the huge stir that the sharing of the cover page of my next title created.
I shared it on Facebook over the weekend, but in case you haven't see it, here goes:
It is a story of unrequited love. It is a story of a couple who were in a perfect relationship for four years, and who could not imagine existing without each other. But life had other plans for them.
Sixty percent of the book is written from the point of view of Aman, who is the male protagonist.
I shall share the back blurb and a little more about the characters soon! Watch this space!
Over the weekend, I was also invited by IIM-Bangalore, to speak at Vista 2013,their an…