Cheers to The Boy Who Lived

I was late to the Harry Potter bandwagon. I started reading from the fourth book and I was enchanted and thrilled and *please add more adjectives as I take a pause to appreciate the beauty that was The Goblet of Fire* I couldn’t put that book down and I remember I was at the whole Barty Crouch Jr. reveal when guests came over. I had to keep disappearing from time to time because I. Simply. Had. To. Know. how it would end before school the next day.

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Losses

When Hunter returned to the land of the living, it was with an intense need to urinate. It helped that he hadn’t been tied up. Once he had relieved himself, he patted his body to take stock of the damage done. Except for a slight bump on his head, a dry and bitter mouth, aching limbs and anger, he was fine.

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Urmilla: Part IV

She didn’t want to. She had promised herself she wouldn’t return. But her curiosity got the better of her. Next morning, making an excuse that sounded untrue even to her ears, Urmilla went to the same place, sat at the same spot, in the same position with her feet dipped in the water. She fervently hoped Master Mei Ling, whether figment of her imagination or not, would show up.

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#BlogchatterEbook Carnival Reflections

I take on the baton of Blogchatter Ebook Carnival from Runjhun whose Ebook #Urdu- A Sufi Celebration of Life is also a part of the mix.

About Runjhun’s EBook: This book is a Sufi celebration — a celebration of love, humanity and values that seem to be losing their sheen.Simple, relatable and everyday life lessons are woven around equally simple and easy to use Urdu words that can easily become a part of the reader’s day to day lingo. And since Urdu is a language of the poets and a home for some of the finest poetry/couplets (ghazal, nazm, shayari and so on), these pieces are riddled with my most favorite pieces of Urdu poetry or shayaris, many of which formed the background score of my childhood that echoed with my mother’s favorite Jagjit Singh’s ghazals.


It is not everyday that you get an opportunity to showcase your writing on a platform that is working hard to give you the reach that all writers secretly desire. So thank you Blogchatter for that and may the force be with you as you continue waving that magic wand.

Since thinking and overthinking is a side product of being a writer, I have been reflecting what this experience has taught me (and since I love bullet points, I am going to present my scattered thoughts into a comprehensible list):

  • I have definitely become less afraid to publish that post on my blog. Now my writing is ‘out there’ and even though I don’t have a huge audience (yet), it is still there for posterity and that does not scare me.
  • This exercise has given me a teeny-tiny taste of what it means to be an ‘Author’ and that has shattered my proverbial rose glasses. I still have them mind you, but the rosiness is tinted with a healthy dose of pessimism and a respect for the craft.
  • I am slowly coming to realize I can be a writer.
  • I now know that I have no idea what my ‘unique voice’ is. I don’t know if I bring heart, soul, toes, feet, muscles, etc. into my writing. I don’t know if my writing ‘connects with the audience in unique and moving ways.’
  • I hate marketing. Always have. Always will.

My entry into the Blogchatter eBook Carnival is simply called ‘Mayank.’ It is the story of a man who is going through a mid-life crisis. Read to find out how he battles his inner demons, as he tries to understand why the sea makes him feel empty.

My eBook can be downloaded for FREE here: Mayank – Suchita Agarwal


I pass on the Baton of Blogchatter Ebook Carnival to Geethica Mehra whose Ebook The Power Within is also a part of the mix.

About Geethica’s Ebook: The whole book will be filled with dense fall of motivation. Come along and understand the different emotions and flavors of relationships in life.