17/04/2024
Yes, it is true. We often underrate a personās importance in our life. We fail to appreciate the person who is close to us or maybe we just take that person for granted. It is only after death, that the personās value is perceived.
This is exactly what happened with me. Panchali and her love entered in my life like a blessing from God. Soon it became the most precious gift of my life. All I had to do was to treasure it. She was my better half and I should have respected and loved her like she deserved. Unfortunately, I could never completely understand her passion and affection for me. I am talking about the times when Panchali was with me, when she was alive. It is unfortunate not to cherish love when you have it in your life; because once you lose it you may never find it. I did learn this lesson but by the time I learnt it, it was too late.
I can never forget her. Panchali- everything about her was magical.
I can still feel her with me, in my every breath.
Some people say- āDeath is a horrible thingā. Some differ in opinion and say- āThere is nothing more beautiful than death, as it is considered āa new beginningā. āIt is nothing but change of costume for the soul and a new journey beginsā.
Panchali was different from all. She was unique and I never met anyone like her.
She embraced death but the desire to live life was also very much persistent in her. She could never let go of her thirst for life.
Blame it on āLoveā. Love can make your life so blissful!
Life and Death are nothing. Love plays by its own rules. Love is beyond the realm of life and death.
Once in love, a person can even cross swords with God. Love pours that sanctity in you. The energy it triggers inside a person is so strong that even elements bow before the realm of love.
Panchali had so much love in her that elements could not make her surrender.
My Panchali clashed with destiny and fought with God for her love- for me!
My name is Parimal Ghosh. I am an English novelist and I have written five novels so far. All five of them have been best sellers. My novels have been very successful in European fiction market. Most of them have set new benchmarks of success in terms of sale and popularity. In short, I am at the peak of my thriving career which has remarkable future prospects.
I love my writing work and it is āLoveā that my writing deals with. I write romantic novels. Love is a universal feeling that everyone can identify with. No matter what part of the world my reader belongs to, he or she understands the passion and intensity in the romantic world that I try to create in my novels. After all, everyone falls in love at least once in life. My readers are young and urbane. My romantic work touches their hearts and lives. I often feel that my thinking matches with my readers; and it is an essential thing for any writer.
It is not that I canāt deal in other genres, but a writer has to be convinced about his beliefs as well as his readership. I cannot imagine my young readers to believe in ghost stories. Spirits-demons are blind beliefs that are utterly discarded by them. Even I do not believe in such things at all. In todayās modern times, who would believe such an old fashioned crap! Life and death are the only certainties. Ghosts and spirits are just the games played by human minds. It is that simple. Why would a person believe in something which he has never seen or experienced? Our common sense does not allow us to do that. So ghosts, spirits and the whole āparanormal worldā thing is just a faƧade. At least that is what I used to believe.
But then, one never stops learning in this remarkable school of life. The world does bring forward and teach new things that we must accept. Being open minded is, of course, a pre-requisite. Then the possibilities of learning are endless. So often, books cannot teach us what our experience can!
It happened with me.
The love in my life took a tortuous course and enlightened me. There were many surprises and shocks en route. Smiles were abundant and so were tears. Love is after all a complex emotion. Like night and day, like sunshine and rain, it plays with our mind and sometimes our life. This is a kind of love story you have never heard or read.
Kolkata is my home town. I used to stay in the famous āGole Marketā area. Panchali was from the same locality. We met in college and the reason we met was nothing but a āstoryā. I had contributed a love story to the annual edition of college magazine. Panchali was crazy about that story.
