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Sunday, October 11, 2015

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Monday, October 7, 2013

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Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Touch of Mist By Deepika Muthusamy

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Thursday, September 12, 2013

Testimonials for Touch of Mist

'A remarkable piece of work from a young author'

-Arjun Deep Singh Pahwa, Author of The Love, Hate and All That

Beautiful narration and presentation...

colloquial conversations gives the narrative a realistic touch,

in a nut shell, your book is definitely going to strike a chord...
Prasanta Mahanta, Author of Love-not out-Peace

Deeply moving and highly engaging story which entertains and makes you think at same time.

- Arpit Vageria Author of Chockolate Sauce: Smooth Dark Sinful

An unconventional and pacing love story! A soiree of the readers with the book is certain.

Mehek Bassi Author of Chained

There's something so strikingly honest about this story of love, that the characters will - slowly, but surely - walk straight into your heart. The strong emotional undercurrent only adds to the charm. It's lucid, it's colourful, it's heart-warming, and even with the dark themes that run through it, it's ultimately hopeful and uplifting

Samarth Prakash Author of Rainy days

There is an inherent mystique in the story that the author has created that might well appeal to the intellectual YA market exactly as you've written it, including all the colors and icons you used in your narrative, all of which are vehemently eschewed by traditionalists. But I GONNA QUIT isn't traditional in any way, and for this reason I found it rather remarkable.

To put this in more specific terms, for me, your opening was a stream-of-conscious experience no different from the first time I read Joyce or Faulkner. Now I'm not at all implying your writing is at that level, but it gave me the same "feeling" as I read through the narrative.

With respect to your protagonist, Reene has an honest vulnerability that a great many YA readers might empathize with. Most everyone has had a bad relationship, not so much so that each of us would want to kill ourselves, but certainly we've all felt really bad about something that went sour with someone we really cared about. The raw emotion of this heartbreak is what I took from your opening.

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Sunday, August 11, 2013

Touch of Mist Book Trailer - A Novel By Deepika Muthusamy

About the Book:

Reena was distraught. It seemed unbelievable that she too had succumbed to this rat race of life. The consequences had been dire: a marriage that had broken even before the profundity of those three magical words, “I Love You” could sink in.

“Touch of Mist” is a glitzy, modern-day love story of two young, sophisticated, IT professionals, Gautham and Reena, who meet by chance, sparks ignite and they fall head over heels in love with each other.

They tie the knot and start a new life. But no sooner do they do that that fights erupt and egos clash. The first casualty is love, which plummets and marriage turns miserable; break-up beckons and the relationship dies.

Aftermath. Does Reena commit suicide or fall in love with another person? Does she reconcile with her first love Gautham?

This story meanders through different emotions that touch the lives of the protagonists such as love, friendship, marriage, heartbreak, grief, anticipation, humour, disgust, joy, fear and ends with a heart-warming credo that “Life is to Live”.

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Thursday, June 27, 2013

Touch of Mist Photo Contest 2013

Submit your photo and win exciting prizes

A picture is worth a thousand words, but it could be worth a lot more with Touch of Mist Photo Contest.
Submit your best snapshot for a chance to win an exciting gift as well get a chance to get it published as cover page.

Theme: Touch of Mist/Love
Capture a moment that suits the title.
Think you have snapped a winning Touch of Mist photo?
Then enter it into our Photo Contest to share it and show it to the world.
Simply fill out the form below and upload your photo for a chance to win an exciting gift

Category A Single photo
Category B Photo Story (two to five images that present a theme or idea.)

How to Submit :
To enter, Upload your picture and complete the entry form available at http://touchofmist.com/PhotoContest.html with the required information, including your name and e-mail address.

Rules and regulations :
All photograph submissions must bigger than 2 megabytes in JPEG or JPG format, and must be at least 1,600 pixels wide (if a horizontal image) or 1,600 pixels tall (if a vertical image).
Photographs that include sculptures, statues, paintings, and other works of art will be accepted as long as they do not constitute copyright infringement or fraud. When photographing the work of others, it must be as an object in its environment and not a full-frame close up of another person's art.
The Photograph and the Description, each in its entirety, must be a single work of original material taken by the contest entrant. By entering the Contest, entrant represents, acknowledges and warrants that the submitted Photograph and Description are original works created solely by the entrant and that no other party has any right, title, claim or interest in the Photograph or the Description.
Though you retain copyright in each image submitted, the digital image file(s) submitted will not be returned or acknowledged.
Each entrant may submit up to five Photographs.
The entries will be judged in accordance with the Judging Criteria.

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Thursday, June 13, 2013

Touch of Mist - A Hi Tech Romantic Love Story

Touch of Mist - A Hi Tech Romantic Love Story

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Aftermath. Does Reena commit suicide or fall in love with another person? Does she reconcile with her first love Gautham?

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Thursday, May 30, 2013

Touch of Mist - Teaser

First official teaser of "Touch of Mist", the upcoming Romantic Fiction written by Deepika Muthusamy, has been unveiled. . .

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Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Touch of Mist - My obstacles and hurdles

I owe all the directors, whoever involved in the film making process. Because now I am to realize the pain, struggle and effort you put in for making 2 hour duration movie when I was almost dead for making just 2 minute teaser for my book.

CAST:

Choosing the cast was a difficult task than writing 65,000 word novels. I imagined my female protagonist to be pretty stylish and posh, whereas the male protagonist to be modern with too much of attitude.

As the most famous proverb says,

If I get a guy with or equal to a person whom I imagined or narrated, I won’t get a best matching pari for him and vice-versa. Just to get the cast, it almost took 3 months of search.

Did it go smooth after 3 months of search?

No . . .

There popped up the critical issues "dates" and “Location”

Getting the appointment of cinematographer, cast and myself al together was much tougher.

Sometimes the easiest way or the preferable solution which I used to overcome this problem would be "TO QUIT,” Which I thought several times. Did I implement that quitting at-least properly?

No, I quit the thought of “Quitting” and again started putting more efforts to achieve the goal.

Finally with god’s grace after three months of struggle, everybody came to sync. Then the location issue came up.

We had just one day to shoot, and in one day considering Bangalore traffic, we can’t choose a place with complete opposite direction for both indoor and outdoor shoots.

But I must say after trying with Lumbini gardens, cubbon park and few of my colleague/Friend’s house for indoor shots. Nothing was satisfactory. Again, either the indoor or the outdoor will be of 2 opposite directions.

But all of a sudden I got an excellent place for shooting the indoor shots. I must have not got a better place that this one. Moreover, it was very near to Lalbagh garden. Getting approval to shoot the place was not at all a possible option. Luckily, they agreed for me. The good thing I did was I sent them immediately requesting approval to shoot inside the premises.

That helped me the next day, when the manager stepped back saying, no we can’t allow to shoot our premises. The mail helped me to convince the manager and there we go. We shot our indoor shots.

Wherever I go, I used to take with my laptop just my third hand. First time I left my laptop at home which contained all the information about shooting details.

That’s it, the scene which we supposed to take(cute, bubbly stills) was gone.

We just went on with the stills that was recorded in our mind.

I was not having any other option just to thank god "ok the video completed" other than having satisfactory performance.

Sometimes i sunk my head under the pillow and question my soul, why does it take so much effort just for a 3 minute video. Why the hell I should Suffer so much? When the people around me have a proper sleep, food at right time, spend time with my family and not me? ?

My friend said, “ok if you want a normal life like them, then no one is stopping you. Don’t think of anything like video or your book release. But if you want an extraordinary life then forget sleep, food and time with family just for few days until you reach your destiny.

Hobbies/Passion are the things which makes us happy. Writing made me happy. But when I tried to put expectation towards it, my passion started burning me. Then I learnt, Ok i am not going to expect any victory towards my passion. Let me just enjoy the journey

Lessons I Learned:

1. There's no such thing as failures-- just delayed success. :)

2. If you hit a ball and it was supposed to go 100mts, but it just reaches 15 mts. Dont complain, why does it happend for me. Instead, change your target limit and Set your target to 150mts and put your efforts, then definitely it will reach at-least 80mts.

3. Why it is so, for some people “Success is like eating an ice cream” and for some people its like eating a bitter guard

There are people who dont have a chance just to see those bitter guard too. Compare your life with them and feel satisfied. But dont stop learning lessons from the achievers.

4. when you work or put efforts towards your passion, dont expect success. Just enjoy the journey

Monday, April 1, 2013

Touch of Mist Book Review

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Monday, April 30, 2012

01. Touch of Mist - Love @ First Sight ♥♥

Touch of Mist

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♥♥ CHAPTER 01: Love @ First Sight ♥♥

THREE YEARS AGO

Bangalore, Karnataka

Spring was in the air. The busy city, with its arid, dusty streets,

garbage laden sidewalks and leafless withering trees seemed to have

come to life in a way that made children laugh and play; lovers hold

hands and even make wrinkled old women smile at one another.

Reena woke up earlier than usual, took a quick bath and wore a

maroon salwar. She glimpsed her reflection in the mirror and was happy

with what she saw and appreciated herself for the choice of clothes

and accessories. She packed Sidney Sheldon's Memories of Midnight

and Programming Android book into her bag which had an Applz

logo. The bag was given to her complementary by her new company

at the time of joining. She proudly took her company ID card, kissed

her picture with a grin and zoomed to the bus stop.

Today, the day she had dreamt of for a long time. The day she

started her course - B.E (Information Technology) in the best university

in India, her aspiration was to get placed with Applz Inc. The placement

statistics reports, disclosed it to be one of the best and toughest

companies to be hired by. Reena cleared 12 rounds of interviews to get

the wonderful job offer and endured further rounds of interviews to join

the project. After a successful completion of hard-hitting trainings and

exams given by Applz, she was adorned into a new project at a new

branch and today, she was on her way to her first day of her new

office.

The light breeze, bringing in the fragrance of fresh blooms, teased

her soft hair and the dupatta. It was getting late, but Reena was enjoyingthe soft sun and the light breeze, so she didn’t mind waiting. A brightly

coloured ball rolled and stopped at her feet. Smiling slightly, she picked

it up and rolled it back towards the two little boys who were playing

with it.

She boarded a bus and found an empty seat opposite to a guy, a

complete stranger, just like any other day. Never in her wildest dreams

had she thought that this stranger would one day, mean the world to

her. He is Gautham, a tech savvy Software Engineer with eye-catching

looks and resembles any supermodel. Gautham is a big cricket freak

and has always experimented with his hairstyles based on the cricket

players’ hairstyle trends. Last year, he grew a long mane to match with

that of Dhoni, whereas this year, his hair is short and spiky, to get that

Virat Kohli look. Next year!? Only our Indian cricket team can decide!

His accessories include a Rolex watch, Woodland shoes, Hugo Boss

sunglasses and Stars & Straps’ belt. If ‘Apple’ launched a new version

of the I-Phone, he would definitely swap with his I-Phone 5S version

for the latest one!

(Readers: Trendy guy! Doesn’t he owe the latest Suzuki’s Hyper Sports bike?

Author: Undoubtedly, he does own a latest sports bike. But he

prefers traveling in a bus for three reasons. One, he doesn’t want to

waste PETROL for riding to his office without a girlfriend on his bike.

Reason 2, he is a typical software techie who returns home at mid night and hence prefers his company transport while coming back on those late, strenuous nights.

Reason 3, he doesn’t want to get caught by the infamous Bangalore traffic police and pay them bribes even having showing them the mandatory documents.)

Reena flopped down in haste as the bus was about to make a move.

He didn’t observe her as he was engrossed in listening to music. To her

he seemed a bit crazy. She took out the book and got completely

immersed into it. After a few minutes of travel she finally broke the

silence, “Could you please inform me when the First Technology Park

arrives?"

Gautham pulled out his mobile from his pocket to pause the song he

was listening to and confirmed in an American accent “FTP? Yup”

“Thanks!” she replied and delved into the book again and soon got

engrossed in her book again. But Gautham was taken aback by her

striking yet serene beauty. He could not take his eyes off her. There

was something about her that attracted him. She possessed a stylish

feather cut hair which added an extra delicacy and enhanced the beauty

of her neck-line. Her petite nose, luscious lips and drop-dead gorgeous

eyes were mesmerizing and they captivated his eyes like a magnet.

Her nails were neatly shaped, manicured and polished in a shade

complementary to her red lipstick. A string of tiny pearls were on her

right wrist and a watch on the left one. He tried focusing on the road,

but ended up checking her out again. Her hair had been caught by the

light breeze of the A.C and was flying out behind her. Her beauty

exponentially increased, as the minutes passed. He felt a catalyst

speeding up a chemical reaction within his heart. He wanted to interact

with her but controlled himself. She was still buried under the Sidney

Sheldon book without even noticing his continuous gaze.

(Eve: Oh God! Why did you create us beautiful? These guys fall in love at first sight.

Adam: Excuse me. There are millions of good looking girls in

this universe. Are we falling in love with each and every of those million

girls?

Eve: Not exactly. But you don’t fall in love with an average looking girl.

Adam: See, there is no term called good looking and average

looking. Everyone looks beautiful to someone or the other. Actually,

beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. To me you look very beautiful

and attractive. I get a special feeling the moment I see you. So, I have fallen in love with you. You may not be beautiful to others.

Eve: Oh! So you say I am ugly to others?

Adam: I did say you are beautiful and attractive to me already.

Eve: You indeed said that there are millions of good looking

girls in the universe.

Adam: Chill. Let me clarify. I said there may be millions of

good looking girls, but only you seem to be beautiful to me my dear Eve.

Eve: No. It’s the other way around. I am ugly to others. And you feel there are millions of good looking girls.

Adam: You girls can never pick up the positive part of a sentence. You just pick up the negative part and fight.

Eve: You guys can never speak out a positive sentence. Always queue it up with negatives.)

FTP stop was about to arrive and he felt the adrenaline down his

spine as he now had a chance to talk to her but before he could do so,

the conductor over took him and questioned her, “FTP? This is your

stop.”

“Gosh, how many people did you keep posted to notify about FTP?”

Gautham was a little annoyed since he was about to knock Reena but

couldn’t.

She conveyed thanks to the conductor, got down and started walking

towards the gigantic steel, glass and aluminium clad edifice - The Applz

Inc. building. Gautham also got down and started following her like the

most obedient disciple.

The FTP campus was built over 200 acres, dotted with 165 software

companies like Infosys, Microsoft, Dell, Google, Accenture, Capgemini,

Wipro and so on. All the companies had been constructed with unique,

vibrant styles of sprawling architecture. Reena admired the ravishing

beauty of the glass pyramid, spectacular egg shaped and grandly built

edifice.

Beep, Beep!!!

A young man on a bike, suddenly braked on noticing Gautham. He

was a strikingly handsome man, in his twenties, tall, with chiselled

features and a head of curly hair. He is Kishore, Gautham’s best buddy

from graduation and roommate. He is of the type who can just turn any

stone for the sake of their friends. Kishore’s presence is liked and

entertained by Gautham for the very reason that he has matured and

balanced attitude.

Kishore offered him a lift, “On the way to office? I will drop you buddy. Come on!”

“You carry on dude; I couldn’t manage time for my morning walk. Will join you at the office,” Gautham said, annoyed at being disturbed while he kept eye on Reena.

"When were you so health conscious and had you ever gone for walking? Sick with your jokes! Now come and Sit.”

Gautham, exasperated with Kishore’s helping tendencies, sat on the bike. The bike zoomed pass Reena. He quickly took a snap of her with the camera in his eyes, and saved it the memory of his brain. Reena was not bothered about him, in-fact she hadn’t even noticed as she was preoccupied with her thoughts about her first day at Applz and she kept walking towards her destination.

At office, Gautham's cubical...

The walls were painted in lime green and mint green alternately, to

visually stimulate and boost the mood and enhance their associate’sproductivity. Gautham’s cubical was covered with pictures and posters

that were supposed to inspire work. A print out of his application topology

that projected the layout of ‘How a different critical application in an

enterprise connected to each other’ was embarked on the wall panels

of the cubicle. Few trophies like “Best Innovator of the Year”, “APL

Man of the match”, “Excellence Award” and “Spot Award certificate”

were arranged neatly.

However, Gautham could just not concentrate on work today as he

kept recollecting and pondering over her pretty face, those bewildering

pair of eyes, those rosy lips and that soft smile at the corner of her

beautiful lips.

“Good morning buddy,” his team lead said, pulling him out of his dream without warning.

He turned towards his right but to his alarm, all he could see was

the face whom he had so deeply admired in the bus. He laughed at his

madness and for a second he felt that as if he was in a deep slumber.

“Gautham, You there?” The team leads voice echoed again from his left side.

He turned towards the voice and saw Varun his team lead standing to his left. He is about 28 years with sharp features but a serious-look. Varun initiated the introduction, “She is Reena Balasubrahmanyam, Graduate Trainee, joined our project today.”

Reena, his dream girl was standing towards his right. “Reena, he is Gautham Sridharan”

She exchanged the same mystified look that had overshadowed his eyes too and could only utter, “Hi!”

“Hello, Welcome to our team,” he said

He took her hand and gave her a firm handshake.

Varun continued, “Gautham had joined this organization as a graduate

trainee, and will be completing 2 years by December. For the time being, you will be reporting to him.” He completed the introduction and allocated her seat right to Gautham’s place.

Reena was surprised to see colleagues sitting on bean bags instead of the standard ergonomic chairs. Initially, it looked very uncomfortable to her but, she soon realized how comfortable they were and how they created an informal, friendly ambience at the office.

Once Varun left the place, Gautham launched front camera in his

phone. A huge smile stretched across his face. The smile mirrored his

strangely satisfying look. This heart whelming happiness mixed with his

newly felt ardor provided him with a snap he had never had earlier. He

turned his face towards the monitor that was currently displaying a

screensaver with a blue color tooth brush image and a famous quote,

“Treat your password like your toothbrush. Don’t let anybody else

use it and get a new one every six months.” He pressed the “Enter”

key to exit from the screen saver and absently started typing R E E N A

in the password text box instead of his password.

“The username or password is incorrect” he read the error message which was displayed and realized a trifle late that he has typed her name by mistake.

“Excuse me sir…” Reena called him gently. “Sir? Call me Gautham”

“Okay Sir…” Reena replied “Sir again?”

“Sorry Sir”

“Oops. Do I look like your school teacher? Did I teach you any subject, for which you are addressing me as sir?”

Reena stood speechless.

“Please call me Gautham. In the corporate world, we don’t

encourage employees to address others as “sir/madam”. I hope that during your induction you attended the session campus to corporate,” he said, trying to project his attitude as much as possible.

“I agree sir. But I am uncomfortable addressing my seniors by name.” replied the annoyed and surprised Reena.

“How did you address your seniors in college then?”

“In the first year, during ragging period we were ordered to address them as sir & madam. After that we called them brother. Can I call you brother then?” she asked innocently.

His heart skipped a beat.

“What? Brother? Then would you address the Manager as uncle? And the, CEO who is around 50, as grandpa?” He continued with an ordering tone, “Call me Gautham!”

“Ok,” drawled the reluctant Reena.

“Tell me now. What do you want?”

“Could you help me in setting up a mail server?”

He helped her in completing all the formalities most willingly since it gave him an opportunity to get closer to her.

(Eve: This is too much Adam. He likes her so much, then why can’t he be a little polite and nice?

Adam: If we are nice to you girls, you will call us flirt. If we

speak out just what is needed, you will call us rude. What do you want

us to do?

Eve: Try to deliver only what is needed.

Adam: How to know, what is it?

Eve : That’s your business. You need to research on that)

Lunch time...

Gautham thought of inviting Reena for lunch, but was held back as he didn’t want to appear like a flirt. At the same time, he didn’t want to miss a chance of talking to her.

He went nearer, caressed her hair and said, “Settled into the new

project?”

“Trying to!” she replied in a lot of excitement.

“Lunch?”

“Five minutes dear!” Reena replied.

“What 5 minutes? You come right now,” he started dragging her. “Ok, alright. Let’s go.”

They both went away chatting and smiling at each other.

Gautham had to be blissful at the above incident. But he was

disturbed and shocked, since the last conversation was not between

him and Reena. It was with some other guy and Reena. He was

absolutely bewildered at the pandemonium within his heart as he wanted

to bring back the butterfly which fluttered away from his grip leaving