Just then a strong breeze blew in and the moon disappeared behind the clouds. Everything was enveloped in a darkness permeated with sadness. Startled, they both looked at each other. The cruel hands of age had withered once blossom-like faces and strong sculpted bodies. With a desperate sigh, their eyes misted but this was momentary. The next moment, clouds parted and moonlight flooded all around them. Both looked up, their eyes shining like stars. With a smile, they said, “So what if life is like autumn now? There once was spring...when masses of flowers bloomed...whose fragrance still perfumes the air. We have lived a full life. We have drunk its cup to our heart’s fill.” And holding hands, they walked inside the house with steady steps.
—from this book
Collection of short stories which are historical, regional, social and romantic. In a nutshell, these are from the varied pattern of life which is woven with bright as well as grey threads. Reader will find the characters as if they are known to him and will feel a bond with them in their smiles or tears; happiness or sorrow. These will not only entertain the readers but also infuse a sense of self-pride and social awareness in them.
Santosh Shailja was born on 14th April, 1937 in Amritsar (Punjab). She had her education upto Matriculation there. After that her parents shifted to Delhi where she did her B.A. and M.A. (Hindi). After doing her B.Ed. she taught in Govt. Higher Secondary School in Delhi. After marriage with Shri Shanta Kumar in 1964, both came to live in Palampur, Himachal Pradesh. She is blessed with three daughters and a son. All are married and blessed with children.
As she had an aptitude for reading and writing, her first story appeared in Panchjanya, a Hindi weekly from Delhi. Afterwards, she regularly wrote stories for Saptahik Hindustan, Dharmayuga, Sarika, Kadambini.