While, epic love stories leave a strong message for generations to come, “Insignificant, Yet Important” – a realistic love story – reiterates age old wisdom, ‘to love beyond any boundary’. Enjoy this beautiful romantic journey to find answer for a simple question, asked by the girl to whom she love: “If god comes to you and asks to be born again, which relationship would you like to have with me?”. Will he be able to find the answer ? Read it to know.
Targeted Age Group:: All Ages
Heat/Violence Level: Heat Level 1 – G Rated Clean Read
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
The hierarchical layered system of castes in India has been always bothering me. Off late, I started reading much on the Indian Caste System and it's hidden influences on every individual. Over the period, I enthusiastically started working for abolishing centuries old caste system and caste discrimination in India. I started online awareness program named "Jati Mukt Bharat" (Caste Free India) to spread awareness to give up caste consciousness. To urges new young generations to not grow with caste consciousness, I wanted to tell a story which can live with them and help them overcome this hidden biases against humans which discriminates on basis of where someone is born. My vision is highly inspired by Dr. B. R. Ambedkar's writings and I am tirelessly working to fulfill Baba Saheb's incomplete dream of caste-free India. This is my tiny effort in that direction.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
When I started this novel, I had a thought to write something light for youth of urban India with a message to help society fight evil of Casteism in India. All the characters are fictional and evolved as I started journey of Ketan and Tanvi, the lead characters of the story. Both the characters are like any college passed out adult you see in today's urban India. They're simple and mature. For all the characters, I decided to ensure that nowhere I give any reference to any caste. As you may notice upon reading the novel, there is no mention of any surname or any caste in entire writing. I don’t even want readers try to find out castes of all characters of this novel. If any reader does that, I will think that my novel failed to meet it’s objective entirely.
Ketan took out piece of paper from the newspaper his father had showed him in the morning and put it in hands of Tanvi. Tanvi just glanced it as she knew what it was and looked straight to Ketan.
‘Sorry. I forgot to mention. Along with giving my bio data in the matrimonial booklet, my father also gave it for matrimonial column in newspaper.’
‘Did you read it fully Tanvi?’, Ketan asked in a heavy voice.
‘Yeah.’, she again gave a look and read whatever was written and asked. ‘Are you hurt because of this? Let me explain.’
‘Can you please read last line again?’, Ketan requested.
Night was getting darker. Complex was going to be closed soon. Distant firecracker sound has increased. Birds had returned, and their chirping had stopped. Sky was slowly getting filled with stars. Flood lights were put on. Only they two were there in entire complex.
‘I belong to them whom your family wants to excuse.’, before Tanvi could complete, Ketan spoke his heart out as his eyes got filled with water. He moved his face away.
‘Ketan?’, Tanvi felt the turmoil of earthquake. Her whole body started shivering. She was speechless. Thoughtless.
'But your surname..'
‘My father had it changed when he moved to city from village. Sorry if that cheated you.’
‘It’s not like that Ketan. I didn’t mean that. In fact, I’m sure my father did it unintentionally. Trust me, I was not even aware.’ He couldn’t say much and kept looking away, pulling some grass out of ground and
throwing it nowhere. Even Tanvi went silent.
Firecrackers kept bursting in background. A security guard came whistling around to notify that complex is getting closed in next five minutes.
‘What the… I want to scream.’, Tanvi said, in almost crying voice.
‘Ketan. How to fix this now? My mind is not working.’, she tried to make it out.
‘Take it easy. Let’s talk about it later.’,
Ketan was calm as he started to leave.
After couple of minutes, she split the paper Ketan gave to her and threw it in a nearby dust bin while walking towards exit gate.
‘Ketan, give me some time. I know this is a screwed-up situation. It just happened. I can feel what you went through since you saw that in newspaper. I don’t have enough justification right now to make it normal. Life
has gone cruel to us. Just promise me, we’ll be same as before. I will figure out something.’, she tried to conclude conversation before exiting.
‘Don’t take me wrong Tanvi. But I think we need to take some time to think about our relationship and life, with this truth. I don’t believe in hurting parents and going against their wish. You shouldn’t do that either.’
‘Ketan, you didn’t answer my question. 'Will you marry me?’
‘I need some time Tanvi.’, Ketan said it with an extremely heavy voice.
Ketan was devastated since morning. He remained silent till they departed. Diwali is usually bright, but it was dark for him. He stayed on terrace of his house till mid-night. Tanvi was aware and guilty about what had happened. There was no way she could explain the mention of that last line, as she too was not convinced.
She dropped an SMS to Ketan at early morning after spending whole night wandering into “ifs” and “buts”.
‘Let’s leave it to time.’
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