Today, fellow author Malay A. Upadhyay is stopping by to talk about his book!
Hey, Marie! Thank you for having me here.
My pleasure, of course! So, let me ask a few questions since you're here...
All right.
Can you tell us a little about your latest book? When did it come out and where can we get it?
An
Enlightened Fly is a novelette: a short script of 28 pages that takes us
through the journey of a dying fly in the final moments of its life. It is
based around the Winter Holidays theme in India, giving an interesting angle to
the celebrations and their meaning.
The
book released on 13th December, 2015, and is available on Amazon.
Wow!
So, what inspired you to write your book? How did you get into writing cultural fiction?
Humility.
The idea of the book is to reflect two agendas: First, it puts forth different
components of enlightenment that we can easily apply in our daily lives.
Second, it establishes that even a fly can get enlightened. Certainly,
therefore, we can too.
The
genre - fiction with heavy cultural element - has always been interesting to me
as it helps put our societal and personal issues and traits into perspective. I
see it as a tool of interest to someone who may need a bit of reminder in that
very moment, that he or she is both strong and great as a being, regardless of the
issues or flaws.
Wow!
Humility.
The idea of the book is to reflect two agendas: First, it puts forth different
components of enlightenment that we can easily apply in our daily lives.
Second, it establishes that even a fly can get enlightened. Certainly,
therefore, we can too.
The
genre - fiction with heavy cultural element - has always been interesting to me
as it helps put our societal and personal issues and traits into perspective. I
see it as a tool of interest to someone who may need a bit of reminder in that
very moment, that he or she is both strong and great as a being, regardless of the
issues or flaws.
Very true.
So, tell us...what, do you feel, sets your book apart from other books in the genre?
How
many times do we see a fly getting enlightened? I remember a seagull achieved
it in Richard Bach's Jonathan Livingston Seagull. I can say that partly
inspired me in this book, mainly on account of how succinctly thoughts and a
profound journey can be narrated.
How
many times do we see a fly getting enlightened? I remember a seagull achieved
it in Richard Bach's Jonathan Livingston Seagull. I can say that partly
inspired me in this book, mainly on account of how succinctly thoughts and a
profound journey can be narrated.
Okay.
Give us a teaser or two of the book if you can.
"You can’t even kill a fly!"
The words had been a self-instigated
murmur but threw open a challenge. His jaw muscles tightened. The tears stopped
in their path. Screams channeled themselves towards an implosive silence. And
in his uncontrollable rage, Kanha Evian swayed his arm with force.
The fly’s compound eyes mapped as a
hundred arms approach it. He izn’t going to’ The arm kept coming closer. He
can’t. But the trajectory fell perfectly in place, and before it could react,
Kanha’s palm pressed heavily against its body for a fraction of a second that
lasted a hundred years! And down it fell, life draining out, wings broken.
The fly lay there, shivering in
pain, unable to move. It lay there, realizing for the first time that it had
not been gifted eyelids. The true enormity of its compound eyes dawned as they
continued to focus a hundred images of its broken body—and of two big eyes:
Kanha Evian was staring back with agonizing calm. How had things come to this?
The Fly had been a silent observer
for many days in this house—reveling in the comfort of sweets, of garbage and
of cool interiors that saved it from the menacing heat of Eastern India. Yet,
with summer gone, temperature had ceased to be the main reason for its stay.
Indeed, it was not so much the natural climate as behavioral one that had tied
the fly to what was about to be its
last home. It had decided to stay with Kanha Evian, gradually warming up to
humans, as it quietly followed him to each encounter, he had chanced upon over
the last few days. It noticed the ills, his concerns, his reasons. Some it
understood, others it scoffed at. As the moments turned to minutes, minutes
turned to days, days to memories, and memories to an inconvenient blur, the fly
gave in to the pull of sentiment. Before long, its emotions had fused with
those of Kanha. The familial feeling, though, reached its conclusion with that
fatal slap that was both uncalled for and unexpected. Why had Kanha Evian hit
it? Just to prove something in a desperate moment of doubt and insecurity? Anger
rose and replaced recent memory with a classic dose of what elze did you ever
expect from a human? As the irony of fate would have it, its inability to at
least shut its eyes, to ward off the collective physical and psychological
pain, was worsened by an indifferently, joyful bursting of crackers somewhere
afar. A festive, winter season of joy was upon the nation. No one cares for a
fly, they say. How true was this in that moment! The fly let go. Death would
come to it slowly, and it would have to suffer and see its way through a span
of eternity. But how long would that be?
A harmonic sound of conch shell
bellowed in the distance. As if the sound waves filled its very soul like waves
of a tsunami, the fly began to float against gravity. In the moments that it
pondered over what was happening, two distinct feelings graced its
subconscious: that it was no longer bound by space or time; and that it still
felt attached to both of these. The room, the image of Kanha Evian, the sense
of tragedy—all began to fade and, eerily propelled by a paradox of involuntary
“choice,” the fly began its festive journey to the truth.
Fascinating!
Let's try another question, okay?
I'm sure readers are curious about your next writing project. Can you
tell us what you've got cooking up now or is that a secret?
My next writing project is one that has been in the works for almost seven years. It's called The Fly That Followed Me - a novel that is currently in the proofreading process. Yes, it brings the fly back into action. However, it is a prequel to Kalki Evian: The Ring of Khaoriphea, which released last year. Those can be found on my author page at Amazon.
Well, we certainly look forward to your next book!
Thanks so much for stopping by to tell us about An Enlightened Fly, Malay!
Of course! Thank you for having me here.
You're welcome! It's been an honor!
Readers, you'll just have to pick up a copy of this thought-provoking tale! ;)
Here is the blurb.
Diwali—the Hindu Festival of Lights—plays out in all its glory, with a single fly learning many lessons.
An Enlightened Fly is, in effect,
the initiating moment of Kanha Evian’s journey that eventually saw three
individuals travel back in time to rescue him in Kalki Evian – The Ring of
Khaoriphea.
Purchase Links:
Amazon Universal: http://bookgoodies.com/a/B019CSDBOW
Publisher: http://solsticepublishing.com/an-enlightened-fly/
This sounds like an interesting read!
About the Author:
Malay
A. Upadhyay grew up in the eastern provinces of paradoxical India. It was a
childhood of anomalies - a different space-time, where he could not understand a
friend’s passion for books on one hand even as he wrote for school elocution on
the other. He conceived the characters of Jelzan and Fridgeon as part of his
larger universe of Kalki Evian – a series he began working on during his time
in Milano, Italy.
A
Marketer by profession, Malay is "back to school" in Canada. He blogs as a Fly, which subscribes to the elusively effervescent, ephemeral connection
among beings across space and time. That is after all, a belief that underlies
every piece of literature ever written.
Author Links:
Website: http://www.kalkievian.com/
Blog: http://kalkievian.com/earth
Blog: http://kalkievian.com/earth
Facebook: http://facebook.com/kalkievian
Twitter: http://twitter.com/kalkievian
Pinterest: www.pinterest.com/upadhyaymalay
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Amazon Author Central: http://amazon.com/author/malayupadhyay
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/malayupadhyay
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