Interview with Shahla Khan, author of I Want Back My SPARKLE
I Want Back MY SPARKLE is a breath of fresh air! I say that with all the modesty that I possibly can; not just because I am the author but because of the concept of SPARKLE. The concept? Tell us more. The book is nonfiction, based on research and true incidents. Since women are the more victimized of the two genders, it is very obvious that the book will appeal to female readers. But if men want to finally find the answer to the question “what is it that a woman wants?”, they can find it in here: SPARKLE. What qualifies you to write this book? I have lived in India for almost 8 years, yet every time I visit my parents, I take a while to absorb the culture shock. The main theme of SPARKLE is universal though and is needed by women in Antarctica and Zimbabwe. Tell us a bit about yourself. I am currently a PhD student in Cardiff, have been a Lecturer professionally until last year, published writer and author this year and a mad lover of my little brother who is 7. Do you have a website where we can keep up with your work? And social media? What’s next? You write fiction? How easily do new storylines come to you? If we give you four random words – Man, Woman, Airport, Darkness – can you give us a brief storyline? Divorced woman, Sandra is late for her the flight of her life to San Fransisco. Soaking wet with New York’s pouring rain, she reaches the airport and barely makes it onto the flight.The man sitting next to her is weird. There is something weird about his eyes; they are deep, intense and focused. Sandra’s wet dress and her chattering teeth are a major distraction. In a matter of seconds, he pulls his jacket forward to find a napkin for Sandra, she notices the reason for his weirdness: a gun. She knows he is a hijacker who has now placed his hands on her lips and is pressing her down with all his weight. In the darkness of the takeoff position, when everyone is tied to their seats with the belts, Sandra is lost deep in the eyes of a strange man who was here to kill her but was just giving her a napkin to wipe her face… Life is messy as hell and really funny sometimes. The man had practiced this in his mind several times. The takeoff, the announcement of hijacking, the killing of innocent passengers, the taking over of the aircraft and following orders of his boss. But in the flash of a second it got washed away and now all he can think of is a strange woman next to him in a soaking wet, thin piece of fabric, carrying the lost love sadness in her eyes and not defending herself even for a second from the strong arms of this man capturing her to her entirety. Want to know what happens next? |
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