Book Analysis: Birth Of A Duo By Chandrayan Gupta

I read a few new books recently by some very talented independent authors (and re-read some old favourites of mine) that I really wanted to talk about at length. However, I didn't want to start a review page of my own because, frankly, I'm not a reviewer and wouldn't like to take requests and neither…

The Old And The Young

On a bench by the lake sat a teenage boy staring longingly at a photo in his hand and snivelling quietly. So lost was he in his own thoughts and in the photo he held that he didn't even notice when an old man came by and sat down beside him. "She broke your heart,…

The Valley Of Eternity

Somewhere across the valley of eternity lies a broken promise of proximityA stubborn flame fighting a fierce tempestA lifetime's struggle against a moment's conquest The mirage of fulfillmentThe myth of sanityA stricken heart wallowing in its own vanitySoaked in the summer sunDrenched in the winter snowNothing gained by an everlasting wait but just a few…

Forgiveness

There was something overwhelmingly inauspicious about the night. An exasperating silence lurked over the atmosphere as if in the aftermath of an elapsing catastrophe. The shining cold beacon which stares down from the sky had perhaps closed its eyes and was reclining behind a coverlet of clouds. The stillness in the air seemed eerily uncanny…

The Definition Of Success In Self Publishing

We all have expectations when self-publishing a book. We all want the book to do well, we want people to read it, we want reviews and feedbacks, and we want royalties. In short, we want the book to be successful. But what really defines the success of a self-published book? The common parameter for gauging…

Transition

He woke up in his mother's arms. "Oh, thank God, Ma," he said, "I had a bad dream. I saw that I lost you". She smiled down at him and said something that he couldn't understand. It felt weird; like he was somehow smaller than when he had fallen asleep. He kept looking at his…

The Woman

She walked on the streets like she didn't care for the world The city was her playground and its people her toys She played with their bodies, their souls and their hearts Every night was an adventure Every relationship a farce There was a poison within her Of a dark unforgiving past Her makeup was…

The Stray And The Old Man

On a wet July afternoon, he trudged silently along the pavement with his head down and the rain beating on his back. He had been walking for what felt like ages now and his legs felt weak. Finally he came across a closed shop and and seeing a shelter in its doorway he lay down…

Muse

Every time I pick up the pen My mind thinks of you and the words flow I wish I could have painted you a picture or sung you a song to let my appreciation show But words are all I have and I've painted you a thousand times with them If you look closely you'll…

Truce

I've been to places you'll never know about In the dark recesses of my mind I've conjured images that have kept me awake for nights I've been undone, broken by a single thought A poison runs through my veins and the pain just doesn't stop I find myself in chains, a prisoner of my own…