A young and dynamic Muslim boy meets
an equally vibrant Hindu girl and the two start unconsciously liking each other. Soon
this liking turns into love. But as the distances between them collapse, the
boy realizes that she is unable to understand the real him. May be deceived by history, he no longer believes any
one. Or does he talk so little that understanding him becomes a problem. Or does
he consciously remain incomprehensible or, does she really fail to see the
wounded heart inside a ravishingly beautiful body. May be she is lost so much
in the appearance of beauty that she cannot see the turmoil trapped within the facade of magnificence, or, does she do it with a conscious or unconscious
rationale that is vile to face or to define.
The story draws inspiration from the
Valley of Kashmir and its turbulent history, particularly its place within two
competing and compelling nationalities.
This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest which is run with inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India.
