Things start off rocky with plenty of back-and-forth tugging of the heart and playful banter sprinkle these pages.”
An Incurable Insanity
by Simi K Rao
Paperback, eBook, 376 pages
Published October 8, 2013 by Tate Publishing
Her heart fluttered when she heard the sound of the key turn in the lock. She quickly adjusted her maroon silk sari with the yellow border, the one that had caught his eye, and waited eagerly for his footsteps.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven… Yes, exactly seven steps before he stopped, hesitated for a few moments, then removed his shoes one by one and arranged them neatly side by side on the shoe rack.
She smiled. He had been mindful of taking his shoes off every day now. “I am not used to it, but I will if you want me to. It’s probably a good thing to do anyway.”
As he settled down, he would pick up the TV remote and, without looking at her, would say in his smooth baritone, “So how did you spend your day, anything interesting?”
Shaan Ahuja found himself bowing to tradition and agreeing to an arranged marriage to the beautiful Ruhi Sharma. He went through the motions but had no intention of carrying through on his vows. His last foray into matters of the heart with an American girl had left him scarred and unwilling to try again. Thoroughly disillusioned and disgruntled he wasted no time in making his intentions clear to Ruhi on their wedding night. But, he was completely unprepared for what his new wife had in mind.
Simi K. Rao was born in India and has been living in the United States for several years. The inspiration for An Incurable Insanity came from what she has seen transpire among and within the immigrant community. Some of the experiences included are her own; some have been garnered from friends and casual conversations with acquaintances…
I am a physician–and to many I may appear serious and solitary. But once people get to know me better, they often think that I am frank, down to earth, with quite a quirky sense of humor. And that is what I bring to my writing—read and you shall see.
I was born in the dead center of India, but had the privilege of spending time both in the north and south. Therefore I have been able to sample and absorb to some extent the vastly diverse cultures and languages of both these regions (the very quality that imparts tremendous richness to our country’s heritage,) —a phenomenon perhaps not seen anywhere else in the world.
After immigrating to the United States in my early twenties and spending several years in this country, whenever I travel back to my homeland now, I find that I appreciate my roots a lot more. Still, there is so much to see and learn, that a lifetime won’t suffice.
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When I was in grade eight, I was madly in love with a member of the football team. I had no idea how to play football but I wanted him to think that I was interested enough that I even knew how to play. I spent about three hours one evening, three hours that I will never get back, watching the football game with my uncle while he explained the rules to me. As it turns out, the guy wasn’t ultimately for me to I moved on. At least I have a clue about the game and can actually discern what it happening when my husband watches a game. Thank you for the super giveaway opportunity. Keep up the terrific blogging.
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How interesting. My mom is the one who taught me about football. My earliest memory of football is sitting on her lap when the Seahawks (yes, the ones who will play in the Super Bowl on Sunday and probably lose) made a good move. She yelled so loudly and moved around that I got scared! I always loved the Super Bowl halftime show. Sadly, that’s not what it used to be. Best of wishes!
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