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About the author:
Deepak Agrawal brings in an explicit real-life experience that finds its roots in the series of crests and troughs that he has experienced in his journey. In his early fifties, a steel technocrat has dominated the industry with his impeccable management style and meticulous attention to detail. However, his alter ego finds solace in decoding the philosophical dimensions of human identity through the analysis and introspection of every human emotion.
Deepak sets his foot in the world of writing with his debut release, Moira, which explores the numerous facades of love through the eyes of the protagonist, Mihika Singh, a professionally successful woman, and embodies her journey from the first touch of fantasy to the feeling of separation.
Losing the most beloved person of his life has made Deepak incredibly empathetic, thereby honing through a series of avid reading and meditation the supreme skills of controlling the prowess of the human mind.
So, for all those who have loved and lost but are still holding on, fighting their emotional battles with smiles on their faces, Moira happens to be a perfect read!
What inspired you to write your book?
Moira has been a literary tryst with the melancholy-mused fondness of my departed wife, as I tried to walk her shoes in my heartlaces, trying to breathe life and appetite to the inherently difficult, trying and dilemma-ridden life of a girl as she blossoms from a seedling through her career and romances to a woman of substance. It's a tribute to all those strong women I have had the privilege of knowing through my life, who haven't had it easy, yet spun through a web of imperfections, subpar justice to make a mark in the world, waging a seemingly endless battle against fate, like most of us. All this talk about equality but I have never had it in my heart to gauge men and women as equals because I have witnessed them fight battles far numerous than the men, they have their usual worldly struggles complemented by the social obligations we have crafted through decades of primitive thinking, I have seen them shine nevertheless. Moira was my way to pat the backs of all those wonderful women out there and say that you are free to colour your skies the way you want, you wouldn't be judged for your imperfections, you wouldn't be worshiped as the impeccable lifeless deity, but be taken as a beautiful human, who faulters, grapples and eventually finds a way through life, through love, to shape her destiny the way she likes.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Danish’s initial attraction stirred up my neurotransmitters and hormones that created the excitement of infatuation and a strong desire to be close with him. These chemicals and our emotional and psychological makeup obfuscated reality, and with the lapse of time, our craving to be with each other fueled. With me, he was degenerate, sinful, and wild. With him, I was my worst self, dismissing any promises and responsibilities. I burned. I was an animal. “Desire” explored another destructive element of love from its list. Nonetheless, being a mammal, it’s a part of our primal DNA. The line between pleasure and pain is thin. There’s more to the erotic life than explicitness.