It is 11.47 PM in the night as I start to type this. I have just finished writing 1,634 words in a Word Document that is titled BookNovel Idea. The idea was for it to be named Book/Novel idea, though, but I typed it out as previously mentioned.
So, I came home today from office full of bubbling thoughts. Recently there have been a lot of good things happening at the workplace (which I feel I must write about in Bangalore Diaries), and naturally, I left the workplace in a happy mood today. On the walk back home, I read this quote, ‘Life is drama man is actor’ in an Ola cab, of all things!
The weather here in Bangalore is pleasant. The spring air is heady with the scent of new mango panicles.
That one smell takes me back to West Bengal again. It makes me remember the Kalbaisakhis, the summer storms that we see in Bengal every April/May. I can imagine the devilish streams of rain hurling at the windows, wetting the books kept of the table by the window before you can even close it. I can imagine the howling of the wind, tugging and blowing at the clothes on the line on the terrace to be dried. I can imagine watching the trees bend at the great speed of the wind, the rainwater accumulating in our balcony at home. Reminds me so much of Bibhutibhushan Bandyopadhyay’s ‘Aam Aantir Bhepu’, the second segment of Pather Pachali, the book on which the movie Pather Pachali made by Satyajit Ray was based, which also won an Oscar. Times like these bring out the poet, the writer in me. Words form into sentences and rhymes on the fly. Spring is a magical season!
So, I wasn’t quite surprised when I crossed a thousand words in BookNovel Idea. As of now, the book is really an idea. Something that has been nagging at my head for quite sometime now, so I wanted to capture it before it fleeted away. Sometime between today and yesterday an idea came in my mind to have the book in two parts – each in complete contrast in terms of events, but similar in outcomes. The themes of the book are broadly relationships, the physical factor in relationships, adultery and choices.
But given the tenacity I have shown in previous attempts at novel-writing, I don’t know if this yet unnamed novel will ever see completion, but the idea is even if I can put the entire story-line of the novel in BookNovel Idea, then maybe I might get some writing done by the time I take part in my second NaNoWriMo.
What about you, dear reader? Are you a writer yourself? If yes, then so you find yourself writing more profusely in any given season? Share your thoughts below. It’d be lovely to hear from you!