In a village, on a hill, in a far away corner of India, an unlikely cast of characters find themselves playing roles ne of them are prepared for. A tree, totally foreign to the region, takes root overnight and becomes both an object of veneration and the flash point of a power struggle. An illiterate village boy who finds solace and nurture in the tree finds himself revered as a child god. A young girl who has strange affinity to relate with raindrops finds herself cast as a savior when the tree's existence is threatened by a group of people out to destroy it for their own greed. All three have one characteristic in common: they have extra sensory powers which enable them to communicate with Nature and with one ather in a language unkwn to man. This is a tale that emanates from one entity's desire for an altered reality that plays out with unexpected consequences for all. It's unlikely that such a story has been told earlier in quite this way ever before.
For forty years Jyoti Kumar Sarma has done little else but write. From trainee copywriter to creative director in advertising agencies in Bombay and Delhi, even as manager and then owner of his own advertising agency, the one skill that served him well was writing. However, advertising can be a jealous mistress, keeping one tightly ensnared. Seldom did he get a chance to write what he wanted to write. Blogging on Sulekha.com (iguru.sulekha.com) was one outlet, inconsistently done. Though, he continues to write professionally for a living, he hopes that with the completion of Cuomo's Lament he would have finally written! Jyoti Kumar is married with two children and lives and works in New Delhi.