Hey everyone!!!
I hope all of you are well!!!
Well, I have a lot to apologise about...first of all for my inactivity! Actually that is the only reason why I need to apologise. However, I am back officially to write to you all personally!
Now, what can I say...why was I inactive? The first reason is that I had exams and some coursework to complete...so that consumed a lot of my time. The biggest reason was that I had to finish my second novel - 'Nazar - Evil Eye' however the name may change now. However, let's see.
I completed the novel yesterday and it has shaped up very well. That is only the first draft though. I have to edit it three times before I think of approaching any agents! I am sure it will do well - if I work harder this time!
Secondly, this means where does Love Is Complicated stand? Well, it stands no where as a novel but it is going to be turned into a screenplay. I have been doing lots of reading generally. I am reading the Slumdog Millionaire script...trust me the script is pure genius. If I want something to be so good...I will have to really improve my novel. Although, I should find screenplays a lot more easier because of my ability to churn out some good dialogues.
Thirdly, I think its time I head back to writing on this blog regularly. So my other announcement is that I will go through the scripting process of my novel and then also go through the editing process for my second novel. That way...I have no excuse but to come on here!!!
Anyway guys, I hope you all are well and you have always been in my thoughts!!!
The journey is still on-going!!!!
Lots of love,
Rahul N. Singh
P.S. Black Eyed Peas have just released their new Album - The E.N.D and it truly rocks! It is worth buying!!!!
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"I don't know if I am in control of my brain!" - Karl Pilkington
Hey everyone!
Chapter three will be on its way!
Here is just a quick video of some comedy genius. If you are a fan of Ricky Gervais then you will love this. But most of all...you have to listen to the genius of Karl Pilkington!
It is absolute genius!
Lots of love,
Rahul N. Singh
Copyright © Chronicles of a Creative Writer. 2008-2009 Rahul N. Singh. All Rights Reserved.
Chapter three will be on its way!
Here is just a quick video of some comedy genius. If you are a fan of Ricky Gervais then you will love this. But most of all...you have to listen to the genius of Karl Pilkington!
It is absolute genius!
Lots of love,
Rahul N. Singh
Copyright © Chronicles of a Creative Writer. 2008-2009 Rahul N. Singh. All Rights Reserved.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Charming and Angelic - Chapter two
Chapter 2
My eyes widened as I watched the person walk in. My eyes did not blink as I took the vision in front of me. The office suddenly became the most romantic place in the world, I imagined orange coloured crispy leaves entering through the door, also attracted to the beauty that I saw in front of me. If love had to happen right now I would allow it to happen.
The dark-brown eyed beauty faced my father, ignoring my gawping existence. She pushed her black silky hair back, straightened to perfection. "Do you know where the nearest tube station is from here? I am new to the area." She smiled innocently as she spoke nervously. Her voice as sweet as Beethoven's classical music.
Dad looked at me. "He will know." He pointed at me and I closed my gawping mouth suddenly and put on a fake but genuine smile. I crossed my hands and watched her turn to look at me. Now there was no hint of falseness in my smile. I watched her hair whoosh past and her eyes slowly look at me. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. Her eyes blinked slowly, her hands clenching harder on her white handbag.
I looked around me for those leaves and couldn't find them. I could swear that they were in here. What the hell was happening to me. Wait there...I got to answer this girl's question. I need to get out of this silly romantic talk. I am not romantic...I am a man. I do not need to be romantic.
I stood up quickly with my chest out and I heard the chair bang onto the desk behind me. My face crunched up as I heard the bang.
I raised my voice and made it deeper. "What do you want?" I started tapping my finger on the desk to look cool.
This beauty in front of me looked at my fingers tapping and gave a nervous smile. "I need to know where the nearest tube station is?" Her voice ran through my veins like sweet sugar. My heart started beating faster than before and my eyes widened. Damn! I am looking like a fool in front of this girl!
I coughed to clear my throat and rubbed my hand on my chest. "I am bad at giving directions...instead I'll show you." My voice more manly than ever. It felt good being macho. Macho Mani! Sounds good!
She nodded and turned around. The silence was killing me. I looked at Dad and he was pretending to be working. I could tell he was laughing. How could I flirt with a girl in front of him. I showed the beautiful girl the door.
Dad put his pen down loud enough for me to hear and turn around. "Make sure you go home after dropping her to the station." He smiled.
"Ok...Dad." I said in my not so macho voice. The girl turned around and looked at me. I didn't know what to do. What should I do?
I smiled. "My voice is still breaking...I am still going through puberty." I said in my normal voice, which was rather macho but not macho enough. I need to stop saying macho, it is not helping me!
The girl laughed as she walked out the door. What the hell was I doing?!
I could not believe that in the next few minutes I will be one and one with a girl. A girl that I desired for everyday in that boring office. The day had come when a university girl would come into the office and my wish finally fulfilled...what more could I ask for.
Now I had to create a conversation. What should I do? Be a typical guy or be different so that she remembers me? A tough one to make...
Copyright © Chronicles of a Creative Writer. 2008-2009 Rahul N. Singh. All Rights Reserved.
My eyes widened as I watched the person walk in. My eyes did not blink as I took the vision in front of me. The office suddenly became the most romantic place in the world, I imagined orange coloured crispy leaves entering through the door, also attracted to the beauty that I saw in front of me. If love had to happen right now I would allow it to happen.
The dark-brown eyed beauty faced my father, ignoring my gawping existence. She pushed her black silky hair back, straightened to perfection. "Do you know where the nearest tube station is from here? I am new to the area." She smiled innocently as she spoke nervously. Her voice as sweet as Beethoven's classical music.
Dad looked at me. "He will know." He pointed at me and I closed my gawping mouth suddenly and put on a fake but genuine smile. I crossed my hands and watched her turn to look at me. Now there was no hint of falseness in my smile. I watched her hair whoosh past and her eyes slowly look at me. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. Her eyes blinked slowly, her hands clenching harder on her white handbag.
I looked around me for those leaves and couldn't find them. I could swear that they were in here. What the hell was happening to me. Wait there...I got to answer this girl's question. I need to get out of this silly romantic talk. I am not romantic...I am a man. I do not need to be romantic.
I stood up quickly with my chest out and I heard the chair bang onto the desk behind me. My face crunched up as I heard the bang.
I raised my voice and made it deeper. "What do you want?" I started tapping my finger on the desk to look cool.
This beauty in front of me looked at my fingers tapping and gave a nervous smile. "I need to know where the nearest tube station is?" Her voice ran through my veins like sweet sugar. My heart started beating faster than before and my eyes widened. Damn! I am looking like a fool in front of this girl!
I coughed to clear my throat and rubbed my hand on my chest. "I am bad at giving directions...instead I'll show you." My voice more manly than ever. It felt good being macho. Macho Mani! Sounds good!
She nodded and turned around. The silence was killing me. I looked at Dad and he was pretending to be working. I could tell he was laughing. How could I flirt with a girl in front of him. I showed the beautiful girl the door.
Dad put his pen down loud enough for me to hear and turn around. "Make sure you go home after dropping her to the station." He smiled.
"Ok...Dad." I said in my not so macho voice. The girl turned around and looked at me. I didn't know what to do. What should I do?
I smiled. "My voice is still breaking...I am still going through puberty." I said in my normal voice, which was rather macho but not macho enough. I need to stop saying macho, it is not helping me!
The girl laughed as she walked out the door. What the hell was I doing?!
I could not believe that in the next few minutes I will be one and one with a girl. A girl that I desired for everyday in that boring office. The day had come when a university girl would come into the office and my wish finally fulfilled...what more could I ask for.
Now I had to create a conversation. What should I do? Be a typical guy or be different so that she remembers me? A tough one to make...
Copyright © Chronicles of a Creative Writer. 2008-2009 Rahul N. Singh. All Rights Reserved.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Charming and Angelic - Chapter One
Hey everyone,
I am posting a chapter of a story that I will be writing for the blog. So here is another regular feature as love for my fans! Hope you like it!
Chapter 1
Have you ever wondered what it must be like to have the love of your life disappear? Have you ever wondered what it must be like for the so-called 'Prince Charming' to come and sweep you off your feet? Have you every wondered what it must be like to have the most 'angelic girl' come and take your breath away? You can stop wondering because my story solves it all.
I am Mani, short for Mandeep. I am a normal average man who works for my father's software company in London. The recession has hit us badly and now my dream to become an actor is minimal. I wanted to take acting lessons and now we hardly had any money to cover it.
I watched people walk by the office, listening to their i-pods, carrying their free evening newspapers and looking busy on their blackberrys. I could not understand the whole aspect of working in an office all my life. My father was a typical asian father. He wanted me to go to university and study medicine or law.
Come on now, I am 18, I want to have some fun. I want to see the world and feel the world. I didn't want to be stuck in some compact office doing nothing. That is what I did. I did nothing. I refused to go to university and I refused to find a job. I know I was being a burden on my father but he was being a burden on my dreams. He should have at least given me a chance to be an actor.
I looked at my father busy doing something. He was a nice guy from the heart. He was losing his hair now, so going bald was his only destination for his head. His glasses made him look around 5 years older than he was, although his skin did make him look younger. He didnt have wrinkles, possibly due to the fact he kept smiling whenever he could. A good 48 year old man! My old man!
I watched people walking past. Now I could see the university students. I loved watching the girls go past but not one of them looked at me. I wanted them to notice me but I just stayed in the office. I never went by the door to have a chat with them.
"Oi!" My father shouted. "If you want to go to the girls then go." He took his glasses off and pointed at me. "No one is stopping you. Stop being shy." He smiled at me.
I actually agreed with him but he shouldn't know that. "I am not shy!" I am extremely shy. "I am not that interested in girls at the moment." I loved girls, I loved women. I would day dream about one of those girls coming into the shop by accident.
Dad gave a little chuckle. "Listen, I was just like you. I would say I am not interested but everytime, in the corner of my eye, I would look at the beautiful young faces that would take my breath away. Their gait, the way they walk, the way their hips swayed left-right-left-right." Dad looked at the clock in front of him as he passionately spoke about his childhood.
But what the hell! My dad knew me very well. I couldn't allow this to happen either. "Look Dad, left-right-up-down, I am not interested at the moment. I want to go..." I was interrupted as the office door opened. Dad looked at me and smiled.
Copyright © Chronicles of a Creative Writer. 2008-2009 Rahul N. Singh. All Rights Reserved.
I am posting a chapter of a story that I will be writing for the blog. So here is another regular feature as love for my fans! Hope you like it!
Chapter 1
Have you ever wondered what it must be like to have the love of your life disappear? Have you ever wondered what it must be like for the so-called 'Prince Charming' to come and sweep you off your feet? Have you every wondered what it must be like to have the most 'angelic girl' come and take your breath away? You can stop wondering because my story solves it all.
I am Mani, short for Mandeep. I am a normal average man who works for my father's software company in London. The recession has hit us badly and now my dream to become an actor is minimal. I wanted to take acting lessons and now we hardly had any money to cover it.
I watched people walk by the office, listening to their i-pods, carrying their free evening newspapers and looking busy on their blackberrys. I could not understand the whole aspect of working in an office all my life. My father was a typical asian father. He wanted me to go to university and study medicine or law.
Come on now, I am 18, I want to have some fun. I want to see the world and feel the world. I didn't want to be stuck in some compact office doing nothing. That is what I did. I did nothing. I refused to go to university and I refused to find a job. I know I was being a burden on my father but he was being a burden on my dreams. He should have at least given me a chance to be an actor.
I looked at my father busy doing something. He was a nice guy from the heart. He was losing his hair now, so going bald was his only destination for his head. His glasses made him look around 5 years older than he was, although his skin did make him look younger. He didnt have wrinkles, possibly due to the fact he kept smiling whenever he could. A good 48 year old man! My old man!
I watched people walking past. Now I could see the university students. I loved watching the girls go past but not one of them looked at me. I wanted them to notice me but I just stayed in the office. I never went by the door to have a chat with them.
"Oi!" My father shouted. "If you want to go to the girls then go." He took his glasses off and pointed at me. "No one is stopping you. Stop being shy." He smiled at me.
I actually agreed with him but he shouldn't know that. "I am not shy!" I am extremely shy. "I am not that interested in girls at the moment." I loved girls, I loved women. I would day dream about one of those girls coming into the shop by accident.
Dad gave a little chuckle. "Listen, I was just like you. I would say I am not interested but everytime, in the corner of my eye, I would look at the beautiful young faces that would take my breath away. Their gait, the way they walk, the way their hips swayed left-right-left-right." Dad looked at the clock in front of him as he passionately spoke about his childhood.
But what the hell! My dad knew me very well. I couldn't allow this to happen either. "Look Dad, left-right-up-down, I am not interested at the moment. I want to go..." I was interrupted as the office door opened. Dad looked at me and smiled.
Copyright © Chronicles of a Creative Writer. 2008-2009 Rahul N. Singh. All Rights Reserved.
Friday, May 8, 2009
A little update!
Hey everyone
A quick post about what is happening at the moment. The novel is coming on very well and should be looking to complete it within the next two weeks.
The story is shaping up really well and should lead to some success. I will be looking at editing for three months. It is a long process but it will be one of the best experiences.
I think that at the moment, I am not worried about my personal life. For me at the moment, love is something I will encounter forever but something I will embrace later on. More on this on a later day!
Lots of love,
Rahul N. Singh
Copyright © Chronicles of a Creative Writer. 2008-2009 Rahul N. Singh. All Rights Reserved.
A quick post about what is happening at the moment. The novel is coming on very well and should be looking to complete it within the next two weeks.
The story is shaping up really well and should lead to some success. I will be looking at editing for three months. It is a long process but it will be one of the best experiences.
I think that at the moment, I am not worried about my personal life. For me at the moment, love is something I will encounter forever but something I will embrace later on. More on this on a later day!
Lots of love,
Rahul N. Singh
Copyright © Chronicles of a Creative Writer. 2008-2009 Rahul N. Singh. All Rights Reserved.
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