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Origins - The Ruby Iyer Diaries: Many Lives
Origins - The Ruby Iyer Diaries: Many Lives
Origins - The Ruby Iyer Diaries: Many Lives
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Peek into the mind of the making of a maverick, a window to the soul of an angry, young girl, who will come of age in a city on the verge of total annihilation.  

This is a short 10,000-word novelette, introducing Ruby Iyer, one of the main protagonists.

Short diary entries, from the first of Catherine's descendants who will discover the power of the sword and go on to save the city from destruction.

A companion novelette to Awakened.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateApr 15, 2018
ISBN9781386419693
Origins - The Ruby Iyer Diaries: Many Lives
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Laxmi Hariharan

Laxmi is a New York Times bestselling author. Her characters drive her stories. She has a weakness for hot men, who are alpha yet sensitive, powerful yet poetic. Expect all this and kick-ass heroines who go toe to toe with them, in her books. Thank you for buying her books, so she can write more

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    Origins - The Ruby Iyer Diaries - Laxmi Hariharan

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    Origins


    The Ruby Iyer Diaries

    Her one impetuous act would birth a new world

    Peek into the mind of the making of a maverick, a window to the soul of an angry, young girl, who will come of age in a city on the verge of total annihilation.

    A 16-year-old runaway, struggling to survive the crowded streets of Bombay and the secrets she won't admit even to herself.

    These short vignettes from Ruby Iyer's diaries, show her growing years. What makes her the angry young girl she grows up to be, its all inside Origins.

    Age 10

    The sound travels through the layers surrounding me. I am snug in my warm, little world. I am ready to go.

    Impatient, I kick out, only to slam into a barrier. Trapped. I throw out my fists. 

    I long to be free.

    Then, a voice soothes as music filters through. Lush, solemn and gentle. Hypnotic, it pushes all thoughts away, replacing the chaos with white. I quieten. I am drowsy, but can’t sleep.

    Ma’s misery wraps me in grief.

    She is so lonely. Adrift in a world where she does not belong anymore. Has she been pushed to do this against her will. Is it possible for anyone to feel such unhappiness?

    It’s dark enough to cloud the spotless silver of my mind. I can barely move. What is it that disturbs her so much? 

    When I tell her about my first awake memory, she dismisses it. No one remembers what it is like to be in the womb, I can tell you how it was to carry you though, she continues. Once she gets going, there is no stopping Ma. She is like a fireman’s water hose - unplugged, out of control. Nothing can withstand her frustrations. You were the most violent baby ever. So restless I thought you were going to tear your way out. Unlike your brother. The calmest child he was.

    Just another day, when I have disappointed her.

    There really is no way to make Ma happy. It’s going to be many years before I realize that. Perhaps I never will.

    Right now, I am a ten-year-old trying to figure out the ways of this world. A place, where grown ups tower over me. Where if I don't do as I am told I am punished.

    I am always being told to share. But I really don’t want to share my home with another kid.

    He is an adorable little doll like creature, my brother. He crawls all over following me, wanting to sleep in my bed, to play with my dolls. He wants to imitate me. 

    I guess I should be flattered.

    He slithers towards the balcony, and standing up holds onto the grill. Above the parapet is vacant space. Opting to keep the flat stylish, Ma’s decided not to have any grills put on the bannister. Krishna places his chubby little hands on the railing, looking through the grills. I lift him up. He is a heavy baby. Little Mr. Pleased-with-himself he is.

    Not as skinny as me. I started life much like him, quite weighty. But the weight just slipped off in my third year. Its probably the stress of having to take care of Dad while Ma is away on another of her social engagements. That was until little bro—Krishna came along. The child that almost never happened. The boy she had always wanted.   Ma didn’t have time for

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