Dear friends,
For the God-fearing people in this world, nothing in life occurs without His Will!
They lead their lives with a song on their lips and a prayer in
their hearts. They are hard-working folks of the soil who swear by
their sweat and toil.
Babu and Rojakutty are two such simpletons who lead a solitary existence in their village, till their paths cross.
Will their destinies entwine or unravel?
Read on to find out, in my engrossing novel titled God's Will - (All the way...)
This novel is available at www.amazon.com under a Kindle Countdown Deal from 18th to 25th December, 2021, at a whopping discount of 67%; for just $0.99.
Kindly peruse it and let me have your invaluable feedback. You could even have a free preview at the site.
While you are it, you could even peruse my other 16 books at www.amazon.com.
Thanks,
Priya
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“Roja, Roja palli” she heard a familiar voice behind her.
She whirled around and King Dushyant was standing face to face
with her. He winked at her. She laughed at the weird sight. His face
painted in bright green with the white and red winged eyebrows and red
nose, stiff white ceramic covering the lower chin with a heavy, studded
crown on his head, stared back at her; with his dark eyes merrily
smiling down at her.
His billowing, tent-like, regal costume swathed his body in layers of clothing. A heavy perfume of kewda assailed her nostrils as he came closer. She involuntarily stepped back,
Just as she got ready for a slanging match, it struck her. She slapped her forehead and exclaimed “Babu?”
He bowed down deeply and said in an exaggerated tone, “Naane daan. It’s me!”
Now she spoke with awe and reverence. “Wow, Babu! You really
got me there. I never knew that you are a part-time Kathakali performer.
You never revealed it to me. I must say, that you are an excellent
performer. Your thick, handlebar moustache really becomes you. King
Dushyant indeed!”
Babu was elated and his face creased into his familiar grin,
showing sparkling white teeth through his bright red painted lips.
His grin expanded further and nearly reached his ears as she
added further, “And your reference to the fish in the story was also not
lost on me! You deliberately chose this play as I like fish, don’t
you?” She sounded pleased as punch. Now her fangs were bared in
undisguised glee, reveling in the fact that Babu truly cared for her and wanted to please her, going the extra mile for her!
He also inhaled the heady fragrance of Emami as he walked with
her, all the way back home, walking with his right hand dragging his
cycle by its handle, and the left one, possessively around her broad
shoulders. Everyone on the same path curiously stared at the couple as
Babu was still in his full costume and make-up.
“Raja Dushyant and Rani Shakuntala!” exclaimed some
enthusiastic passers-by. The couple giggled. They really felt like the
royal couple and basked in the reflected glory.
The next day they would go back to catching fish and bringing down coconuts for a living…. Mundane reality.
End of the excerpt
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