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The Harlot and the One-Eyed Monster

By Siddharth

She intended love to give everything; she was naive. Then she felt her life listen to her prayers only to be torn away from her beloved by a raging war. This is the classic story of Asya, the wife of a soldier and
her encounter with a mysterious figure during her forlorn period which propels this tale.

A tale of courage and the essentials necessary for love to be liberating. It says the story of the heart when one is encountered with unexpected possibilities bordering the unbelievable. A look at truth from the point of view from opposite polarities and the journey of Asya into the world of a stranger and her discovery of truth about love.

Fresh cover-The Harlot & The One Eyed Monster plus-3-3-2016
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To my readers, I feel hard to put down some words here and that feels pretty strange, especially after writing this book. What I mean is that I was able to write a whole story but still find it difficult to introduce myself. Probably it’s the anonymity factor. We mutually don’t know each other and that is the only common point. And therefore, I feel it’s a good start to tell something about me, this book and what I mean to say in it. I am a resident of Mumbai and I done my Diploma in Mechanical Engineering. After that, I have worked in the engineering profession for almost 8 years. I took a sabbatical to write this book from my full time job. I am happy the way it has turned out with the help of my friends and editors. I had an inclination towards writing from a very young age; but I was too shy to voice it or present it for publication. I had this idea to write or just scribble some thoughts when I was working for an engineering firm in UAE. Staying away from Mumbai, where I was born and bought up was difficult. I missed my friends and the usual hangout points where we used to jam on weekends. International phone calls were expensive, so I was obviously disciplined to make a few calls in a month. In my leisure time, when I used to stroll inside a beautiful garden near my residence, my mind would be filled with a lot of thoughts – about life, future and the world in general. Soon I started scribbling things down – some random thoughts; like we sit down to chat with our friends and usually end up having a good time. There, in UAE, in that garden, my note pad was my good friend. Soon after a year when I reached the last pages of my book, I had become pretty comfortable in writing. What initially started as few lines had now became pages of written material. I felt that these thoughts could be put into a book or something but that was just a feeble thought; I did not have enough motivation to leave a good salary and pursue an unknown field or to write along with a job. Work was demanding and I have very little time to sit and focus on a book. Another year passed and I was part of an interesting engineering project in my firm, which was drawing to a successful end. After that success for my company, the management decided to lay off the majority of the project team as they did not have any further projects in the pipeline. Many were given their final pay cheques, including a good colleague with whom I shared a very good rapport. He was just married at that time and he needed this job desperately the job but unfortunately he too was let go. That was a moment of realisation for me of the unpredictable nature of life. Anything can happen and that does not have to be essentially because you have done something wrong or miscalculated a step. My mind went into an overdrive and finally the thought about the things which I had wrote echoed ceaselessly make it hard for me to forget what I have known and understood about life. Long story short, I left the job and joined another firm thinking maybe a new place may help but that lasted only a year. The thought of losing a good income was equally frustrating. But I wanted to write, that’s all I knew. So I made my decision very clear and left UAE and decided to write this book. This book is result of all my struggles and experiences both personal and observational. The journey had been lonely but now I have the opportunity to tell you the story and I thank you for listening to me. Hope you will enjoy the story. Siddharth