Tuesday, 22 January 2013

Blogpost title - “Love, life and the space in-between” - my entry to the GetPublished contest


Idea Description:

This story is about 2 women who have lived their prime time and are in the sunset of their life. Emon (Mr. Sanyal) and Sayantani (Mrs. Bhattachayra) are friends though they never give their relation any name. Their kids are grown up and so they have time to catch up every day and talk about issues that they face. Their little paradise of peace was rocked when Emon got a letter. From who and what is the story all about.

Extract:

Emon has this habit of checking the letter box whenever she passes through it. Today was no different, she opened and found some bills and a letter for her. Putting them in her coat pocket she went for her evening walk. When must have these letters come, she thought. She checked the box in the morning as well and it was empty. Letters are so fascinating for her, they have a charm of their own. Ivy does not understand this charm and she teases her all the time. At this modern age of emails, she still believes letters are written from heart, there is someone real writing it and you can feel and smell the person through letters.

Mrs, Bhattacharya was already taking rounds of the ground when Emon reached. They went around the garden discussing everyday things and sharing concern. Emon came back from her walk and sat down for a while, age has taken a toll on her health. Earlier she used to walk for an hour without getting tired but now she gets tired and needs rest after her walk. Sitting in her armchair, she goes back to those days when Shyam was there with her. Her Shyam, handsome, dark, medium built Shyam. “Dimma, I was looking for you everywhere. Where were you?” Ipshit’s voice woke her up. She went hurriedly to the kitchen, Ivy will come any time and she needs to make tea and give milk to Ipshit. Suddenly she remembered about the letter that has come. She gets tea for herself and settles down in the reading table. She takes out the letter from her coat pocket. It is a worn out envelop, someone must have used an old. The handwriting is not familiar but it is very lucid, has she seen it somewhere?

Em,
How are you? ….Emon sits straight with a start. After so many years someone addressed her as Em. Is it him? …after so many years? …who gave him her address? …why now? With trembling hands she read the letter twice. Yes it is him. No she does not want to think about him or the letter. She has to hide the letter before Ivy comes back from office. She needs to talk to Mrs. Bhattacharya.


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

1 comment:

  1. Wow. Very very intriguing. A letter from the past. And to receive it at that age. I would love to read more. Best wishes for the contest.
    Deepa
    The British are back

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