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About the Book:
Tara is living a blessed life in the maximum city with her husband Abhimanyu, the love of her life. At the pinnacle of her career, she is the apple of her parents’ eyes and hasn’t spotted a wrinkle yet – so far, the 30s are looking great!
Nothing fazes Tara – not a foul-mouthed best friend or a food-burning arch-nemesis in the form of her maid – not even a landlady who chats with ghosts.
And then, Tara discovers that she’s pregnant, and suddenly, all that well-honed composure crumbles. It doesn’t help that she’s got an equally jittery (if supportive) husband by her side. Now, Tara must face her anxieties about parenthood as she navigates friendships, marriage and career, all the while dealing with the fact that her body and mind are steadily feeling like they belong to someone else.
An irreverent, honest and funny journey down the road – potholes and all – to (accidental) parenthood!
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Incoming Baby, Outgoing Marriage
When my husband and I decided to take our first vacation without our daughter, about a year old then, we were quickly labeled and transferred into the ‘bad parents’ club. Amidst the righteous cacophony of “Your child will be scarred for life” and “What if she keeps crying for you” to the simplest go to “How can you even think about doing something so selfish?” the predominant theme was that once children come into the picture or even before they arrive really, two loving individuals must be reduced to robot like baby needs redressal forums, without thoughts and feelings of their own!It has always puzzled me why humans are such suckers for punishment. Imagine this, knowing that a tiny little food and poop machine is about to arrive and take over your entire lives, wouldn’t you try and have that much more fun, let your hair down all the time? I’ve seen parents calm down to some extent after a child has arrived, in some way, surrendering to fate, but its the pregnancy phase when all hell breaks lose. The neurosis is entirely geared around keeping the oven and the bun (a.k.a mother and baby) safe from the world and even the poor father. I remember being told not to go for movies, or long drives , or stay up late, or travel, essentially everything my husband and I loved to do. My pet hate was being told “Getting CLOSE is not a good idea right now? Wait till the baby is born.” Really? The said baby would be nowhere in the picture had we not gotten extremely CLOSE to begin with.
Tara Sharma, the protagonist, is a woman from the tribe of moderation. Not only does she think a baby shouldn’t change her relationship with Abhimanyu, in fact she does everything she can to ensure that doesn’t happen. Poor fathers-to-be have had it being vilified as hormone wary, diaper phobic dolts. I think they are infinitely more stable than that. And whether you’re in your eight month or handling your eight diaper of the day, there's always time for a kiss and a hug!
Richa’s life has always been marked with abundance. She grew up with three elder sisters, lived in eight cities across India, and went from being a B Com graduate who wanted to pursue dance (and eradicate poverty), to a journalist, and then landed up in an advertising agency. The only constant was that she had a blast through all of it. Now, she wants to spend the rest of her life observing people, spinning yarns and writing books. Every pocket she owns is stuffed with scraps of paper scribbled with ideas and stories. This is Richa's debut novel.
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