24 Jan 2013

‘’Within Closed Walls’’: My entry for the Get Published contest

The Idea

This story is about the love that two unexpected people found for each other, sharing the same office space. It journeys through the friendship, respect and eventual love that they had for each other. Relationships; fragile as they are, found its frailty tested through this couple’s love as well. Careers, families and eventualities took a back seat as they discovered a more fundamental block in their relationship – their natures.

The story weaves through the complexities of love, where conversations are trickier as the relationship progresses; insecurities and past catches up. In this contemporary tale of love, where ‘dating’ may well be a term loosely associated with having a cuppa and discussing the common interest in music, pop culture and friends; how they kept themselves engulfed in each other and what becomes of them, forms the crux of the story.

What Makes This Story ‘Real’  

Office romances are often called short-lived or short-sighted. This is a portrayal of a story that is inspired from real-life office relationships with its beauty and pitfalls alike. It has elements of brutal truths, questions that every couple struggles with and individuals discovering themselves.

Extract -

She saw the green dot alongside his chat window, tantalizing, tempting. She pinged him hesitatingly. There was a lot on her mind and the reassuring kiss in the elevator did not seem to take her mind off it.

S: You there?
Him: Yes baby?
S: I was thinking...we both aren't gonna elope, and there are many 'roadblocks' in us living together. But I want to put a 100% into this relationship.
Him: I’m not asking for a lifetime of commitment, but u want me to believe that we can face them together, right?
S (relieved): Yes!
S: Wait, there’s one more thing!
Him: Yes?
S: I Love You.
Him: I dream of our future together.


I don’t know if I’m dreaming or awake since you have been away. I dream about you disturbingly often. Walking to you. Always to you. I stare at the million criss-crosses in my palm and hope one of them leads me to you. 

I recognize the hunger I feel for you. Like I would starve if you weren't here. Sometimes I wonder if that was why you left - because I was too vulnerable. 

I must live with your shadow present everywhere. Breathe you in like my life depended on it. If I must, I must love another, because who can live without love? But my spirit will be broken into two. A part that is under my skin, speaking your voice.

I wish I was numb. I wish I was able to shut it out. Instead, I'm startled when I see fresh goosebumps on my skin like your fingers ran through my skin.

"I'm miserable without you, baby. 
When I was with her...eww, I don't want to listen to that!
(She bursts into laughter)
But you found your way home to me, didn't you?"  

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

If you like the story and would like to read it to completion, vote for it here: http://www.indiblogger.in/getpublished/idea/575/


Akshaya Nandakumar said...

Ni-ice, all the best :)

Nagalakshmi V said...

I like. All the best! :)

Jaya said...

Awaiting to read the rest.....you got my vote

PeeVee™ said...

WOAH!! This is so close to home, it makes me squirm.

Waiting to read the rest and see what could happen to me :)