The Talkative Man: Modern Classics

By Deepak Gupta

Don't you know about Orchha in India? Orchha is a very bewitching dinky town near Jhansi, Madhya Pradesh. It has a flawless serene, vintage feeling and vibrant icy-cold wind in winter where you can experience a vintage fort, abandoned peaceful sanctuary, emerald green gardens, slow-witted peace, religious eminent temples, and, exceptionally significant, a sacred expeditious Betwa River. And indeed, the town is only expanded in an area of 2KMs and situated near the banks of Betwa River.

 

There's no life that has no desolation, but there's every life that has some contentment.

 

In this stirring Deep, Dark & Delicious Novella, Deepak Gupta tells the tale of two diverse personalities whose lives become intertwined in unexpected ways. Follow the story of The Talkative Man, Vedant and the silent one, Rishi as they search for success and peace, respectively, and discover how, despite their differences, they both ultimately strive to reach a place of understanding. As the tale moves forward, they face the desolation of life and seek contentment, weaving a narrative of the complexities of being human. Along the way, they discover that there can be truth in both the talking and the silence.

 

You know, two people talk too much, but when they get separated, they gulp every inch of silence deeply. Through their interactions and journeys together, the two men learn from each other and discover that each has something to offer the other. They come to understand each other's perspectives and find moments of joy, peace, and contentment in their lives. 

 

From its themes of desolation and contentment to its exploration of the clash between ambition and tranquillity, The Talkative Man is an engaging, thought-provoking, most unrealistic yet true story of two men and their peculiar world of deeply moving examination of the duality of life. At its core, the tale is about the power of conversation to bridge divides, build understanding, create connections, & about finding contentment and peace, even in the midst of desolation.

 

Sometimes we all want is loving too much to someone but suppress ourselves, so, we don't feel too much attachment & emotions. We try to walk away because we can't do anything about it. Everything seems drowned in something that can't be explained in words. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Inspirational Publishing
• Release date: Dec 15, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215117460

Deepak Gupta

Dr. Deepak Gupta is an Assistant Professor in the Department of Computer Science and Engineering at Maharaja Agrasen Institute of Technology, Guru Gobind Singh Indraprastha University, India. He obtained his PhD from Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam Technical University. He is a post doc research fellow in the Internet of Things research lab at Inatel, Brazil. He has been guest editor for 10 special journal issues, including ASoC (Elsevier), NCAA (Springer), Sensors (MPDI) and CAEE (Elsevier). He is Editor-in-Chief of OA Journal - Computers and Associate Editor of Journal of Computational and Theoretical Nanoscience.

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THE

TALKATIVE

MAN

DEEPAK GUPTA

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Contents

1. Title Page

2. Copyright Deepak Gupta 2022

3. Contents

4. Prologue

5. Chapter 1

6. Chapter 2

7. Epilogue

8. About the Author

Prologue

There's no life that has no desolation, but there's every life that has some contentment.

'Why do you plant trees here even there's already so many greenish damn engraved alluring trees in this garden?' A man, around 35 years of age asked the old man, sigh and elevated his eyebrows & lips in dubiety, gaping for a brisk response.

The old man didn't emit a word to satisfy his mind and continued sowing mint teeny-weeny plants in a prudent manner. He had a queue of five puny plants that were demanding a soft touch of a carefully rooted plantation. The old man ignored him very well, like he was a deaf person who doesn't care for anyone's opinion.

'Hey! Hey! You, old man,' the garden man raised his voice a bit. I know you are doing a damn humanitarian work, but at least elaborate, why you are planting here.' His ill temper was about to explode anytime, demanding an expeditious response. 

Winter, the stupendous legacy of god, in which everyone wants to sip a blistering hot coffee with palms, wrapped cozily in a blanket, perceiving the long dusky nights, and touching the skin of people they worship but that old man, he was purely divergent in his behaviour. When the sun was hunting for the end, he was rushing to plant more trees before the darkness could cover every inch of earth.

I know, the prolonged nights come to cuddle your loved ones for more, at least for a little more time, and small sunny days to have the opportunity to sleep more & sliding ourselves into the blanket as soon as possible; but that old man, he was super active even at the age of 52. His eyes were sharp-edged, wide open, revealing a few inky wrinkles around his eyebrows. He had a lanky body that was reaching the bygone destination and shabby clothes like that of a young man; a satisfactory contoured pant, and a classic snowy glistering jersey that was gleaming at its best. His face was almost young according to his age, revealing an immensely slight ageing, but looking a bit dog-tired with every membrane of his skin. Listening to the fierce wind and sound of ponderous flowing waves, the old man was sitting on the wild dingy damp turf, sowing some knee-high plants, parallel to the shore of the Betwa River in Orchha. Don't you know about Orchha in India? Orchha is a very bewitching dinky town near Jhansi, Madhya Pradesh. It has a flawless serene, vintage feeling and vibrant icy-cold wind where you can experience a vintage fort, abandoned peaceful sanctuary, emerald green gardens, slow-witted peace, religious eminent temples, and, exceptionally significant, a sacred expeditious Betwa River. And indeed, the town is only expanded in an area of 2KMs and situated