"WANT TO INDULGE INTO AN UNEXPLORED
MYSTERY WHERE THINGS ARE BEYOND
YOUR WEIRDEST FANTASY?
Byju, a non adventurous, play-safe guy, on behest of his superrich friend goes on hiking to the spooky Roopkund Lake. They decide to use hang-gliders to fly back. His friend lands safely, but Byju is helplessly carried away by strong winds into the clouds. He finally crash-lands from a cliff into a mountain basin. He reaches to Taured, the village of the blinds. The story gradually unfolds how the sightless villagers survived, why they wanted to kill poor Byju, and what were the secrets unrevealed. A mix of horror, mystery, adventure, magic, and romance—this historical thriller is sure to be a nail-biting experience.
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About the Author(s)
"When I was 12 years old, my elder brother, V.S. Satish, used to recite me bedtime stories. There was no TV, phone, or even much of story books in our house. I used to stare at his face watching all his expressions and intonations as he used to dramatize the whole situation. Those were the good old days when a real person narrated incidences and stories in front of you. I actually felt they were all real as he never disclosed the disclaimer. Apart from the once-in-a-while horror stories, I loved listening to him and would keenly wait for the nighttime to sit together. I still accurately remember a few of those and desperately miss those days when life was full of fantasies.
From his innumerable collection of too-weird-to-be-true stories, this story of the “Literal Blind World” thrilled me a lot. I often had dreams about it and this really triggered my imagination. By the time I finished high school, I had already recited the same story to many of my friends who found it equally fascinating. This got stuck in my head and I decided to write the whole story in “Hindi.” I successfully completed writing the elaborative version during summer vacation. The manuscript rotated amongst my friends and eventually went missing. Life moved on and this priceless story got lost without any trace.
Presently, my 6-year-old daughter, Meenaxi Shivan, and my 2-year-old son, Sundaran Shivan, remind me of myself when they constantly demand a bedtime story every night. Sometimes my list of stories gets exhausted, but they are supportive enough to let me recite the same story again and again. Their mother is also helpful in taking over the narration when I am too tired. I am an avid reader and love to read any fiction book I can get my hands on. Still, this story remains the undisputed champion in my mind. Ultimately, after 15 years, I felt the desire to again write my own novel, this time in English, and let the world know of a story that is no less than a fairytale.
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