Rome wasn't built in a day, so goes a maxim. It is ironic that the same applies to every writer. A person who knows nothing about writing thinks that the writer must have sat through it in one sitting in front of the computer and written a whole fifty thousand word novel, and become famous.
The world is made up of two parts - the bright places where the sun is always shining of happiness, laughter, well-being and prosperity where most of us always want to live, and the dark places where the demons are always there to catch you alive and beat you to despair and miseries. Apparently, it so happens that despite the bright places there are more dark corners in our world which are always lurking around the corner.
One simply doesn't like to read newspapers these days. After all, what's so good in the papers anyway? The news items only make us worry until we forget and move on. One such news item that caught my attention was the recent Delhi murders in which two siblings, aged five and seven were killed by their 22-year-old maternal uncle.
When I first bought the book 'Not without my daughter', I wasn't really expecting to read a great story. But I was proved wrong; this book is a bundle of surprises. More than the story, the book taught me a great deal about life, which all of us need to know.