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Bad boys : My entry for the Get Published contest




Love is beautiful. Love is enchanting. Love is divine. 
Love is a whole lot of other wondrous adjectives, no doubt. But sometimes, love is also about driving the other person insane with your eccentricity. Sometimes, it is just about making the other person laugh till their belly aches and helping them remember, even years later, why they fell in love with you. 

Let us peek into the dining room of the Ravis where a father and son sit down for a heart-to-heart, reminiscing about the one woman they both love. And let us pray, for their sake, that she isn't around to hear them !!

Extract :

He watched his son's wooden expression and knew instantly what bothered him. He couldn't help it. He had always been a keen observer. His power of deduction and reasoning were well honed skills. They had been an integral part of his nature ever since he had played the main role in the school play of a Sherlock Holmes story, way back in 5th standard. Well, technically, he'd been cast as Watson, but any true mystery lover knew that the real hero was always Watson.
  
"Son."
"Hmmm ?"
"I know you miss your mother and wish she were here."
He watched the boy lift his gaze from the mahogany table and stare back at him. Once more, Ravi felt his son's love for his mother emanate through those sullen eyes. This was going to be hard on him.
"You don't have to hide your feelings. You can be honest with me."
"Dad..." he started off, his words trailing away mid-sentence.
"Yes ?"
"I was just wondering what's for dinner tonight?" 

He's a brave boy, Ravi mused. After all, he hides his feelings so well. The alternative, that his deductive skills were not what they once used to be, did not cross his mind for more than a brief nano-second. After all, every true genius knew not to second-guess his... well, his first guess. He had read that thought in some profound book, he recalled. Was it Weiss? Murakami? Freud? Filmfare? He couldn't remember.

"Son, did I ever tell you the story of how your mom and I fell in love ?"
He heard a loud, exaggerated groan from across the table. 
Poor boy, Ravi thought. He must be really hungry.  


This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which is run with inputs fromYashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India.


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4 comments:

  1. Like the extract! Voted :)

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  2. Hi Roshan,

    Wow, a common love interest between the father and the son sounds like loads of sparks flying and a lot of drama.
    You've got a story idea on your platter.

    My vote goes to you, wish you luck :):):)

    P.S. Do check out & vote for my entry for Get Published.

    Regards

    Jay
    My Entry to Indiblogger Get Published

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    1. Thanks Jay... have voted for you. All the best :D

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