Book To Book: My entry for the Get Published contest

From the perfections of one book to the travails of another to the imperfections of yet other.. Her story was not over yet, she felt. She wanted to read another book she'd not read, yet.

Someone had told her, when she was still a seven year old, "Look for the signs, girl". Since then, she searched and searched all around her, and tried with all her mind to catch them signs.

She deduced and inferred a few good omens in her life. One of them being, her life is the book she's reading. She'd seen it being true, a few times too often..

Barely a year into the working world, at twenty-four, she was wondering, whether she ought to find a new book, the right book, the right story or just the right character.

Meant to be, is it or not yet or never - was the question she was looking for an answer to, in a million dollar signed copy or a second-hand book. Signs, after all, could be just any-which-where.

Who could say she was a lawyer? A lawyer with answers to questions. Right at that moment, she was just a confused soul.

A firm belief in the existence of miracles, in the power of wishes and in the strength of desires is the inspiration that I have to look for signs at every stage of my life. And this story, however it ends, had begun well. My own version of the end, will drive it to the perfect end is my belief. To actually sit down and write the end, is an opportunity given by "IndiBlogger" Get Published with Harper Collins contest. Details of the contest are available on http://www.indiblogger.in/getpublished/
Maybe, just maybe, this contest is a sign too. Maybe, my life is meant to be my book or my book is meant to be my life.

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

If this excerpt has roused your curiosity and would like to read more, or see it in print (hopefully), please do "like it" and vote for it on http://www.indiblogger.in/getpublished/idea/169/

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