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Diva Dev: Thanks for having me here! I’m honoured and delighted. Actually I can’t thank you enough, you’re awesome! Sharmishtha, you’ve been a such a nice and loving person.
You’ve an understanding for everyone which only few can have. Thank You for being so good.
Sharmishtha Basu@ Agnishatdal: Tell us something about yourself. [Add your contact details on social media please (FB gmail etc anything you want to share with readers)!]
Diva Dev: I’m Hemdiva Dev, a self-published author. I’ve written Children’s books and plan to publish in many other genres. Reading has been my love since I was kid. I always found myself lost In the plots and characters.
And ever wished to write stories myself. I love reading Horror, Mystery, Romance, Fantasy, Non-Fiction and Humour. When it comes to writing, I’m really good at it and absolutely love it! I forever have stories in my mind and they find their way on paper.
I’m a fan of LOA, law of attraction and The Secret. A big fan of Goosebumps by R. L. Stine. I love to study and read about new things. Always hunting for information through every source available. I love to paint and draw and have been doing that ever since I learned to hold a pencil.
I’m a proud daughter of my brave mom. She is my world! And I’m very devotional and believe in God. Especially Lord Ganesha is my favourite. Travelling, Dreaming, Cars, Fashion, Shopping, T.V., Gold, Diamonds, Make-up, Food, Mobiles, Barbie dolls, Craft, Food are some of my other interests.
Hemdiva is my pen name. I live in lovely India. And that’s all!
Like me on Facebook- http://facebook.com/Hemdiva.Author
Follow on Twitter- @Hemdiva_Author
On Instagram- Hemdiva
Amazon page- http://viewauthor.at/hemdiva
Sharmishtha Basu@ Agnishatdal: You are quite an accomplished writer, and you are just a child, how does it feels?
Diva Dev: Amazing! Awesome! Fantastic! Wonderful! Well, I hope that these words do describe how I feel. I feel I’m Blessed! I’d read about authors getting published really early and would always wish the same for me. I’d hope for at least one book!
And here I’m with many more than just one books! All thanks to my mom, my ganpati bappa and all my supporters and friends, like you, who are a part of my success. I do have to say that I lack those human supporters but I’ve plenty of non-human friends!
Now before you think about ghosts, I meant my laptop, scanner, paper, pen, brain, internet and other such friends! lol
I also feel proud of myself and think that i’ve achieved victory over all those who laughed at my dream of being a writer. Not that they mattered for me but I think I’ve proved myself and that will i turn help other young authors to chase their dream.
Overall, it still feels like the sweetest dream that’s ever-lasting! Often I feel like the CEO of an international firm, managing everything from studies, writing, hobbies, social media and my personal life.
Sharmishtha Basu@ Agnishatdal: Where do you see yourself as a writer ten years from now? Will you try stories too?
Diva Dev: That’s a long time! I do see myself as well-known writer, with many many books published and millions of copies sold worldwide.
I do wish that I get recognition in India and aslo the world with many fans going crazy for my books!
I also wish that whenever I go out people come upto me for autographs. I think that is what most writers wish for.
I’ll be trying most genres soon and also write non- fiction as well. Some of them are going to be Science, Romance, History, Drama, Self-help and Psychological thriller.
As of now the only genre I’ve written is Children’s/YA. I know it will be fun, for both me and my dear readers.
Sharmishtha basu@ Agnishatdal: Will you tell us a little about your blogs, their contents and urls?
Diva Dev: Off course, my writing began with blogging. My first ever blog is Mom’s Princess Pari (http://momspricesspari.wordpress.com) and it literally means mom’s princess fairy. And if you haven’t guessed already, I’m princess fairy of my mom. Lol
It’s a super personal blog and I post many things over there. My travelling interest, cooking adventures, car crushes and book recommendations are some of them. All in all you’d love reading my posts. I post a lot of photographs too.
Hemdiva The Books you Love (http://hemdivabooks.wordpress.com) is a my second blog that is specially created to present my books, New realeses, promtions and offers. I follow back each blog.
Sharmishtha Basu@ Agnishatdal: Tell us about your published works, and the urls from where we can buy them, do add the covers if you can please.
Diva Dev: Let me start with my debut book, i.e., CAP Series Chinky And Pinky A Birdy Adventure. It is a Children’s/YA Horror/Mystery and also falls into the family/relationships genre. The book is about two seven year old girls step out in the dark at night and the trouble that follows.
This book has earned me a lot of fans who are anxiously waiting for the second book in the CAP series. The book is available in ebook on Amazon, Smashwords, Apple book store, Kobo, Barnes & Noble and also availble in print.
An illustrated Hardcover as well as paperback version of the book can be bought on Lulu and Amazon. This version is aimed at the younger audience with 10 amazing illustrations.
The second book in the series is on it’s way to be published.
Sonu’s Adventures: Sonu’s Best Friend Forever is published recently and it is about how you can make friends really easy. Again availble on all websites. Also in print in an amazing big size with humourous illustrations.
CAP Series on Amazon – http://mybook.to/chinkypinky
Apple – https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/cap-series-1-chinky-pinky/id1071323615?mt=11
Barnes and noble – https://nook.barnesandnoble.com/products/2940152543391/sample?sourceEan=2940152543391
Sonu’s Adventures- http://mybook.to/sonu
Lulu Hardcover- http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/HemdivaDev
Sharmishtha Basu@ Agnishatdal: Do you have something to suggest us, the wannabe successful authors, especially those who are students like you, and have to accomplish a LOT in other grounds too- like career!
Diva Dev: I’d say just follow your heart and trust your brain! Rest everything’s gonna work-out for you! Writing is the key, keep writing always! Also studies come first and they’ve always been my priority, like I said I love to study.
Writing can go along and there’s no need to spend the whole day for writing. I take breaks from studies and write and because it’s my favourite hobby, which has turned into passion, I enjoy doing it. I hope this helps.
Sharmishtha Basu@ Agnishatdal: Any suggestion for Agnishatdal?
Diva Dev: Agnishatdal is truly a great innovation in self-publishing. The idea of uniting all other indie authors and presenting their works in an ezine is just so amazing in itself. I believe that this will help indie authors to reach more readers. And in turn readers get to read many indie authors in one place.
This shall encourage them to read more self-publishhed books. A lot of thanks to Agnishatdal for being such a wonderful platform for authors.
Suggestions… I would recommend creating sections according to topics. Like Kid’s, Love, Family, Nature, Photography, etc. I think that will help the reader to quickly find their favourite first.
Sharmishtha Basu@Indie Adda: Do you have anything to say, suggest Indie Authors? As a successful author who has made publishers accept her works?
Diva Dev: Well, I self-published my books and there was no need for me to get my books accepted by any publishers. Self-publishing gave all the power to me and also the freedom. But I did format, edit and design my book according to the website’s requirements.
I’d personally always always and always love to self-publish. I think I’m obsessed with it now. It’s super easy and fun. Yes, it needs hard work, dedication and consumes time, but that is essential for success. And I’m proud to be a self-published author.
I’d suggest everyone to try self-publishing at least once and if you love freedom, like I do, trust me you’d go for it again.
Jupiter is no more, dismantled for the Project, itself ongoing for over a century now. It was stripped of its atmosphere and its metallic hydrogen inner layer, leaving only its rocky core, that being heavily mined for materials as I speak.
Saturn will soon follow, along with Uranus and Neptune. Soon, maybe within my lifetime, there will remain only the small rocky planets, dwarf planets, and planetesimals.
Even the sun has been mined, its store of fuel greatly reduced along with its mass. It is now an M-class red dwarf star, with its luminosity diminished and its lifespan vastly increased. It should last for trillions of years more.
My name is unimportant, but what matters is the completion of the Project: the species has embarked on this venture, to construct a series of concentric shells around the sun, tap its energy, and use this to power the largest single habitation and computer humanity has ever seen. The power output will be beamed across the solar system, our ability to process data beyond the wildest imaginings of millennia ago.
But with the larger worlds to be dismantled, what of our heritage? What of their value to science?
We shall build our first Matrioshka brain, a computer surrounding the sun, layers within layers, sustained by its light, powering our civilization, housing billions of virtual worlds, and built on the corpses of planets.
But at what cost despite the benefits? What of our sense of wonder and exploration, the spirit, the soul, of our race?
Or it is to instead become our soul, enclosing the sun and damping its radiance forever?
Sharmishtha Basu@Agnishatdal: Tell us something about yourself.
Harshita Jain: I am pursuing Master in Engineering from SGSITS Indore. My email id – firstname.lastname@example.org
Sharmishtha Basu@Agnishatdal: Did you knew you were about to become an author or it just happened?
Harshita Jain: Yeah, I am an accidental writer, it wasn’t my dream. I started writing approximately six months ago, but it feels good (can’t express this feeling in words) after writing, so I always want to feel like this.
Sharmishtha Basu@Agnishatdal: Where do you see yourself after ten years?
Harshita Jain: After 10 yrs, I want to see myself writing. I don’t want to see me anywhere, but i want to say myself that, I am writing since 10 yrs consistently. I don’t want to say that, 10 yrs ago I used to write.
Sharmishtha Basu@Agnishatdal: Do you blog? Tell us a little about your blog.
Harshita Jain: My blog link is: hj24.blogspot.in
There, I write poems, haiku and articles.
Sharmishtha Basu@Agnishatdal: Do you have any favorite genre or writer? Do tell us why!
Harshita Jain: This is tough. I don’t read much or write much. So it’s difficult to choose. Both make me happy. Reading plays an important role in writer’s writing.
I read poems. I don’t read much.I like poems of Lang Leav and Amrita Pritam (well i have only read these two writers and they are marvellous). Well I like to read from people around (family/friends), as their writing motivates me.
Sharmishtha Basu@Agnishatdal: Any suggestions for Agnishatdal?
Harshita Jain: No suggestions.
Sharmishtha Basu@Agnishatdal: Any suggestions for Indie Adda?
Harshita Jain: Writing is just not about words, it’s a feeling. So anyone can be a good writer, you just need to express in a best possible way, of course you need words to express but it’s not compulsory to use tough words. Whenever a reader reads your poem or article, there is a feeling that is felt by the reader.
Sandeep woke for another day, his home for ten years now a small farming colony on a planet in the halo, far above the galactic disk.
It had taken many generations in relative time even at near-light velocity to travel this far out from the ancient home of his distant ancestors, and there was much danger along the way.
But the massive colony ship, even with the repairs needed as parts wore out or were damaged by accident or collision, somehow did its job of getting its crew there.
This world was the moon of a brown dwarf, a failed star more massive than even long-lost Jupiter in the now fabled solar system of Old Earth.
The sky was dark, but warm, and supported the crops that so far have sustained the colony, cultivated forests of engineered fungi and others not dependent on the visible light of a host star to grow and flourish.
It was morning for Sandeep, and he greeted each morning with a look skyward, beholding the entire disk of the galaxy in its full glory.
Sandeep rolled up the sleeves of his coveralls. He began the day, as always, with a sight he never tired of . . . a morning filled with four hundred billion suns, and a wistful glance toward a home long ago left behind.
Time to go to work!
Guardians of Enchanted Woods
One fine morning he grabbed his axe and walked into the enchanted forest. He was a modern day woodcutter. He did not believed in “guardians of trees.” He ran out of the wood fifteen later squealing and screaming. His body was covered with pin like arrows.
“I don’t know where they came from! All I know is they came after I made the first strike on the very first tree!”
The Non Believer
“So you still say that there are no such things as ghost, after hearing this first hand story?” his host asked softly sucking his pipe and exhaling smokes in rings. He shrugged. He had to admit that his host was a wonderful storyteller. He gave him goose-bumps more than once.
“I have to see one to believe.” He said politely.
“OK. I will be back!” his host said and vanished.
“Look at the monkey!” scientist no 1 said. “One will think it is meditating.” He chuckled.
The monkey was sitting in its cage, in the yogi pose. Its eyes were closed.
“What the hell…” the second scientist exclaimed. An apple from the outside tree came floating through the window and headed for the cage.
“He was not meditating. He was practicing will power.” First scientist grinned foolishly watching the monkey.
A shiver ran down her spine when she saw that her newest doll was again replaced by her childhood rag doll. She was too young to understand it before but now she was thirteen and old enough to know something was not right. Whenever she boxed the rag doll for another doll it got replaced!
That day she boxed it and waited in the bed, eyes closed but not sleeping. A soft rustle made her open her eyes to a chink, there was her rag doll, walking on floor, it scampered up to her bed and grabbed her new Barbie by its leg and dragged it to the garden’s farthest corner, it dug a hole in the ground and buried it. Shweta tiptoed back to her room and went to bed with a heart beating like a drum. A little later it returned to Shweta’s room and sprawled by her side after softly kissing her forehead. One of its rag hands resting on hers! Shweta never tried replacing it again.
“Look at that weird bird staring at us!” the first poacher said.
“Yeah just like a snitch!” the second one nodded.
The bird cocked its head to one side and took off. It flew a little distance away and entered a small cabin. A ranger was sitting there sipping a cup of coffee. The bird sat down on the table.
“Poachers near the lake.” It said. The ranger got up.
“Spaaaaider!!!!” Tinku howled at the top of her lungs. Looking at some eight legged insect Pinku could not see.
“Really?” Pinku raised her eyebrows, “What did you expected in the basement of an old house? Butterflies?”
Then she followed the gaze of her friend’s bulging eyes and joined her screams.
A spider as big as a small car was blocking their only way out of the basement and watching them!
He has built that alarm clock in a way that it won’t stop till he actually lifts it up and places it in its stand, across the room. For that he will have to be fully awake. Initially it kept repeating its shrill wake up calls then something went wrong. Very very wrong to be precise!
He started waking up to cold water splashed on face, from the toppled glass.
“Here they come!” one said to the rest of the group hanging from the cave ceiling. Looking at the group of explorers entering the cave, “get them boys and girls!” and they started flying.
Soon the cave was full of exclamatory sounds emanating from the heckled group. The bats were hitting them from all sides.
“Why do they swarm like this!” an explorer grumbled.
“One will think they do it on purpose!” another said.
The bats flew away outside, they too were grumbling in inaudible frequency. “Nosy dumb human beings! There is no getting away from these creatures! Sheer nuisances!”
The cat was tired of the donkey that moved into its neighbourhood. They both were strays. The donkey had no beef with the cat but the cat hated it. After all night of caterwauling when it settled down to snooze in sun the donkey often started its braying! It almost gave the cat a heart attack.
After one such braying it went to the donkey.
“You have a fantastic voice.” It said to the donkey. The donkey was flattered.
“You know, that house across the street, that man loves good songs, I have seen him feeding donkeys like you!” the cat said, looking at the donkey with its slit eyes, assessing the impact. It was bull’s eyes! Next day the donkey was captured by the man and released in a faraway field.
The cat and the donkey both lived merrily thereafter.
“Let’s dance! Ooh yeah baby!” she heard the piping shrill voice coming from the kitchen and grabbed the cricket bat.
She tiptoed to the kitchen.
There they were! Dancing to the loud music pouring in from the next door neighbour’s party- her kitchen gloves!
Swooning and gyrating on the kitchen counter. They dropped the minute they saw her standing at the door gaping at them. She ran to them grabbed them and hurled them out of window.
“You witch!” she heard a shout from the alley below. “it is muddy down here!”
She bolted all the windows from inside tightly.
“It’s not at all fair!” the female dragon grumbled, “Look at my eggs! One pink two red! What happened to my colour? I am the one who will go through all the pain of giving birth and bringing up and they all will look like their father. That mean dragon that will eat them if I don’t protect!”
“Well you can hope that their natures go after you! If they go after their father by nature too… you are doomed!”
“Once upon a time there was a mighty elephant.” Grandma said. “He was so strong that he thought that no one could harm him. So he moved around the forest freely and merrily.”
“A little mole got jealous of him. Because he had to hide in hole to avoid predators! So jealous that he wanted to kill the elephant! He knew that the elephant walked around to cockily, never looking at the ground below so he dug a hole on his path overnight. His field of expertise and waited for the elephant to walk by, and his vengeful spirit was sated. The elephant broke his leg.”
“What did you learned from the story?” Grandma asked.
“What?” the kids asked in return.
“No matter how strong, brave you are, always check out where your next step is about to fall!” She said.
-Love can destroy-
Once there was a greedy fox, he has been eying the pet duck of a farmer for very long time, a fat, chubby duck! The problem was the farmer always kept it inside his home. He hatched a plan and killed a mallard. Then instead of eating it he placed it in a way that the duck will think that it is a live one, and a very beautiful too!
The love-struck creature stepped out of her safety zone only to be devoured.
-Envy not your neighbour-
Once there was a cow, she often watched with great envy how her owner’s neighbor fed his cow with choicest delicacies, while her menu was almost always fixed- a little hay, a little grass and a little other things! She hated her master for being so mean so stringent.
Then one day she saw her owner’s neighbor slaughtering his cow to eat her. She never grumbled about her menu again.
About the author
Sharmishtha Basu is Creator Editor of two english Ezines Agnishatdal and Agnijaat (agnijaat.wordpress.com and agnishatdalezine.wordpress.com). She is also self-published author of a set of books in Amazon (www.amazon.com/sharmishthabasu) you can contact her via her emails if you want to write in her ezine (for free) or want her works. her email ids are email@example.com and firstname.lastname@example.org
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