Hearts United – Chapter 17

by: Rebecca Taylor

Sienna was nervous as she climbed out of Ben’s car at the community center where his sister Jennifer was throwing the thirtieth anniversary party.

“You okay?” asked Ben.

“Fine,” said Sienna, “just processing.”

“I know you’re scared of what is going to happen,” said Ben, “the future worries me too, but I have decided that what happens will. We have met, and we have lots of time before Todd comes home and makes the decision about whether the two of you should meet or not.”

“It’s not just that,” said Sienna, “meeting someone’s parents is a big milestone. I think of Todd often, but it hasn’t been with the same urgency, since we’ve been seeing each other. I don’t know if it is because I know that my dreams were true, or if it is because I have opened my heart to the possibility of love, and the fact that there are different paths available to me.”

“That pretty head of yours is doing too much thinking,” said Ben. “I just want you to have fun tonight.” He walked around the car to the passenger side where Sienna was standing. He took her in his arms and kissed her.

“That was so good,” said Sienna.

“And I’ve got plenty more where that came from,” said Ben.

“I am so lucky,” said Sienna, “I think we’d better go in now, or I might decide to keep you all to myself for the night.”

“Tempting,” said Ben with a laugh. He took Sienna’s hand and they walked together into the large building. It was already filling up with people. Jennifer caught sight of Ben and waved him over.

“Jenn, this is Sienna,” said Ben.

“Nice to meet you,” said Jennifer, “Ben has told me so much about you.”

“I hope that is a good thing,” said Sienna with a gentle laugh.

“Of course,” said Jennifer. She glanced at her watch. “Mom and Dad should be here in about ten minutes. They don’t know that this is for them. They think they’re coming to a Jack and Jill for the daughter of friends of theirs.”

“They are going to be so surprised,” said Ben.

“You’ve got to see the cake,” said Jennifer, “the decorator did an amazing job.”

Jennifer, Ben and Sienna walked over to the cake chatting as they went. Sienna found that she felt at ease with Ben’s sister and she found herself to looking forward to meeting his parents, despite being nervous about it. What worried her the most was knowing that she would probably have a difficult decision to make in time. She loved Ben so much that it hurt to think about the future, but as she felt such a strange connection to Todd, she knew that she had to at least meet him when he returned from active duty.

The lights went off and this brought Sienna back to the present. She and Ben walked closer to the front door of the community center.

“My parents are here,” said Ben quietly, “I recognize their car.”

“Get ready everyone,” said Jennifer.

As the door opened and Pamela and Peter Timmons walked in, everyone shouted, “Happy anniversary.”

“Oh, wow,” said Pamela clutching her husband’s arm, “I wasn’t expecting this.”

“Neither was I,” said Peter, “but it is a lovely thing that you have done for us, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” said Jennifer, “we have this place all evening, so you’ll have lots of time to celebrate, but first, you’ve got to meet Ben’s girlfriend.”

“Yes, of course,” said Pamela. She approached Ben.

“This is Sienna,” said Ben, “meet my mother, Pamela and my father Peter.”

“We have heard some lovely things about you,” said Pamela, “it’s nice to finally meet.”

“Thank you,” said Sienna, “I’ve heard nice things about you too. Happy anniversary”

“Thank you, dear,” said Pamela, “Peter and I haven’t always seen eye to eye on things, but we’ve always managed to talk things through and work out the rough patches. If things get touch in your relationship with Ben, don’t forget that.”

“I will keep that advice close at hand,” said Sienna.

“I’m looking forward to getting to know you,” said Pamela, “but I suppose we’d better do the rounds and say hello to everyone first.”

“Of course,” said Sienna, “see you later.”

When the music started, Ben led Sienna out onto the dance floor. In the dim lights, Ben held Sienna in his arms and they waltzed in harmony. It felt so right, that it made Sienna feel slightly guilty, even though she knew that she wasn’t doing anything wrong. She knew that in time everything would sort itself out.

“One day at a time,” whispered Ben.

“Yes, one day at a time,” answered Sienna kissing Ben’s cheek as the song ended.

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Book Review – The Moderna Way

Hello,

I have had the opportunity to have my novel, The Moderna Way reviewed by The Red Headed Book Lovers Blog. Click on this link to read the review. http://redheadedbookloverblog.com/2018/02/16/moderna-way-rebecca-rose-taylor/

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New work will be appearing on the blog soon, so stay tuned for that!

Hearts United – Chapter 16

by: Rebecca Taylor

Todd Brody sat in the barracks with his comrades.

“My mother met her,” said Todd.

“She met your mystery lover?” asked Jack Lawrence.

“She is not my mystery lover,” said Todd, “I’m not much of a believer in fate, not with what we see over here.”

“What did your mother think?” asked Carrie Rimico.

“She liked her,” said Todd, “but she’s also dating someone else right now.”

“If you want to get to know her, you’d better contact her soon, before she’s too involved with this other guy,” said Carrie.

“I have no desire to be part of a love triangle, especially not with Caralee to think about,” said Todd.

“What else did ya mother say?” asked Jack.

“That she believed that Sienna was genuine in her knowledge about me,” said Todd, “and that she cares about me. I don’t understand caring about people you’ve never met before.”

“Seriously,” said Carrie, “with the work we do, we care about and protect people we don’t know every day.”

“It isn’t the same thing,” said Todd, “we are fighting for what is right, for justice and a good life for the people here, we don’t have intimate knowledge about their personal lives.”

“Maybe if you’d be willing to open your mind and heart to love with her, you’d enjoy some of the dreams that she has been having,” said Carrie.

“Enough,” said Todd, “there’s nothing more to discuss. When I return home, I will decide what to do next. I might just contact her and tell her that I’m cutting her loose from whatever dreams she’s been having, and that she has no responsibility to me and that she can continue dating whoever it is that she is.”

“How noble,” said Carrie rolling her eyes, “besides in three months, she might not even be dating him anymore.”

“I’ll deal with it, when I’m back on home soil,” said Todd, “after I’ve had time to see my daughter and parents again.”

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Blog tour – Elizabeth Player

Today’s guest author is Elizabeth Player. She has published her book “A Shangri-La Christmas” which can be found online at the links below. It is also available on Amazon.ca and Amazon.com. This is a short and sweet heartwarming Christmas romance story that you are not  going to want to miss.
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Blog tour guest blog – Malika Gandhi

Quit India – the story behind it
by Malika Gandhi

 

A thought became a revolution; it took over minds and hearts and it divided a country in two. Once brothers, the people of India turned into enemies when their motherland, India, became India and Pakistan.
But when did the hatred, the resentment begin? When did the British Raj become insufferable?

The British entered India in 1608, concentrating on trading on new land. It was only when the Mughal Empire weakened in 1707 and dissolved that the East India Company took over India in 1764 after the Battle of Buxar. The East India Company – a British trading company administered power over India and ruled most states aswell as exercising power and control of Indian Military Forces.

There were many battles and disagreements through Indian history, such as the Battle of Buxar but what began the Indian Independence ‘battle’ was the ‘war’ between the British Raj and the Indians in 1857, known as the First War, the Great Rebellion and the Indian Mutiny amongst other such names. This war was a sepoy’s (an Indian soldier) fight that escalated throughout India.

Although this was seen as the catalyst of the First War, other factors contributed to the slow but sure build up of resentment and hate toward the East India Company.
It came to be believed by the sepoys that the East India Company intended to divide faiths and have them convert to Christianity, by force or deception. Land seizure was another British rule, one that forced the fact that if a ruler did not produce a true heir, their land would then be the property of the East India Company. As a result, many kingdoms such as Oudh, Nagpur and Awadh were taken over.

But what started the Mutiny? What was the cause of such an upheaval? The answer – a disregard of the native’s faith. The beliefs of the Hindu and the Muslim man were ridiculed by the East India Company.

Ignoring the Hindu’s religious devotion and worshipping of the Cow, the ‘mother’ who gives milk, and the Muslim’s revulsion of the Pig, that they see as dirty, lazy and greedy, the East India company ordered their army to manually load ammunition that was greased with the fat of the pig and the cow. Therefore, biting one end of the cartridge before use in a certain rifle was outrageous!

But no one had the nerve to stand up until Mangal Pandey, an infamous sepoy, took lead and braved to voice the injustice of the Company. He brought the cow/pig greased cartridge fact to the forefront to his fellow sepoys. Anger led to retaliation, with Mangal Pandey leading. He fired the first bullet.

Mangal Pandey with a few others was arrested and sentenced to death by hanging but Pandey was hanged ten days before his sentence date.
After the ‘War’, the East India Company was abolished and the responsibility of India was taken over by the Crown. Many steps were taken later to ensure some peace, some which included the end of attainment of land from stately princes.
After a lull in the Indian subcontinent, in 1915 Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi arrived from South Africa, known as Bapu (father) and Mahatma (the Great One). Gandhi travelled throughout India to ‘see’. He observed the rich and the poor, he witnessed ill treatment from the British Goré (white people) directed at the natives. Racial discrimination and prejudice were high.

Gandhi realised that India needed to fight back, to win back her rights and to claim her country back from the ‘foreigners’. One day, Gandhi settled on his decision. The European’s injustices and his tolerance to them went just too far. In 1942, he called for the ‘Quit India Movement’. He wanted the British out of India!

Gandhi advertised the Quit India Movement throughout India and voiced clearly that there must be no violence. India’s people embraced the Movement and embarked upon it with passion. Vallabhai Patel – Indian barrister and statesman, Jawaharlal Nehru – Indian politician (who became the first Indian Prime Minister), and Muhammad Ali Jinnah – Muslim lawyer, politician, statesman (founder of Pakistan), united with Gandhi in the Quit India Movement and participated and argued in heated discussions and speeches.

They were all arrested for ‘disturbing the peace’. But this didn’t stop India, who fought back. Nothing was going to stop them now. During the course of the Movement, many riots started along with the damaging of government buildings, derailment of railway lines (which the British Raj had introduced into the country), boycotting of schools and colleges and the throwing away/setting fire of British goods.

Marches, riots and freedom speeches were a regular occurrence; violence (against Gandhi’s pleas to stop) turned murderous. Indians were arrested or killed – the lathi, a soldier or policeman’s baton was never far away from the protestors. Many were jailed for a long time or executed.

In 1946, Jinnah proposed a new country – Pakistan. He wanted a Muslim country, to be ruled by a Muslim man, not Hindu. The other leaders were not happy about this and tried reasoning with Jinnah to no avail. Jinnah was adamant. He declared 16th August 1946 as Direct Action Day which saw colossal rioting and manslaughter across Calcutta.

Tension, anger and fear grew amongst the Hindu and Muslim communities and during October and November 1946, horrendous numbers of massacres, abductions, rape and forced faith conversions of Hindus, aswell as loot and arson were seen in Noakhali, actioned by the Muslim community.

Gandhi spent four months in Noakhali trying to restore peace and bring the communities together. But his efforts failed. During this time, Partition of India was accepted by the Congress Party.

14th August 1947 – Pakistan was formed.
15th August 1947 – midnight, India was made a Free country; she gained her independence. The British flag was lowered and the Indian flag rose.
It was Independence Day and both countries rejoiced in their new found Freedom.
Today, in England and in many other countries, Independence Day is celebrated each year on the 14th and 15th of August remembering those Martyrs who sacrificed their lives for us and mourning those Indians whose lives were taken away through riots and massacres; a time which changed lives forever and is still fresh in those minds who lived during those horrendous times.

 

Today, I am giving my Ebook Freedom of the Monsoon away for free. Just click on the link below. I hope you enjoy the book, and I hope you will be
encouraged to leave a review. Thank you!

 

Abstract:
Pooja stared back at her reflection. The bruises were deep purple and her mascara had run, leaving black streaks behind. Taking a wet cloth, she wiped away the signs of abuse from the corner of her mouth. She took out a compact from the antique dresser and fought to cover the bruises with her scalded hands, then she brushed through her already knot free hair. It was then that she stopped crying.
Gingerly, Pooja adorned her hair with a butterfly clip, and stood up to examine herself in the full-length mirror. She looked better now; the bruises didn’t show up as much.
“It’s alright, beta, things will get better, I promise,” she whispered, putting her hands on her stomach. “Your Papa didn’t mean to do it. He is a good man.”
Pooja walked from room to room, overlooking the cleaning of the house. The servants were busy today; Amar was expecting guests. She must try and present herself well…
“Meenakshi, how is the dinner coming along?”
“Very well, Memsahib,” Meenakshi, the chef’s wife assured her.
Pooja was satisfied, and moved on. Everything must be perfect today. Amar must have no complaints. Pooja passed the drawing room – something wasn’t right. The cigars!
“Laxman!” she called.
“Yes, Memsahib.” Laxman, who overlooked the housework, appeared.
“Laxman, the cigars. Fill the cigarette holder and quickly. Saab must have it full.”
The big clock struck seven. The guests would be here soon with Amar. Pooja steadied her breathing, and went to her bedroom to get changed. Maybe a little more powder will be good. She opened the wardrobe, which contained over two hundred saris, and searched for something suitable. She settled on a pink and silver one. She hoped Amar would approve. Glancing in the mirror, she noticed there was something wrong with her hair. It was the hair-clip. Amar didn’t like butterflies…he would be so angry. Pooja changed it to a flower design – yes, that’s better.

 

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Blog tour – Rebecca Taylor

By: Rebecca Taylor

Today, I’m going to share with you the post for the blog tour which four other writers and I have embarked on to spread the word about our writing projects.

Do you have dreams in your life that you keep hoping will come true? Besides, winning the lottery that is, I think many of us have that dream but it comes down to the luck of the draw. For dreams which are not dependent on luck, you have the power to make them come true.

 

These past few months, I have been working to make some of my dreams come true.  My dream included getting my writing published. I have loved writing since before I could even properly put the words on paper. When I was twelve years old, my first poem was published. Since that time, I have continued to devote myself to my writing and have had the opportunity to have poems and short stories published by many online and print publications. Some of my favourite projects include my children’s short stories, and novels. I have sent these projects to many publishers but for the most-part I got back standard rejection notices, and as per some publishers’ policies, no answers came at all. However, I did not allow myself to become discouraged. I continued to dream. I found a few online platforms that allowed me to write for others and that work and the feedback that I received, helped to fuel my continued dream of publishing my works under my own name. Then, I discovered Createspace and Kindle Direct Publishing, which allowed me to take control of my dream. I recently published my novel “The Moderna Way” and it is available for purchase on Amazon and Barnes and Noble as both an e-book and paperback novel. There was no better feeling that holding the paperback in my hands and finally being able to have people read it in book form, in the way that I love to read my favourite authors’ stories. I am now working on getting one of my children’s stories “Finding My Blue Ribbon Pet” ready for distribution. I am hoping that it will be on the market in time for Christmas.

 

My accomplishments go to prove that if you are willing to work hard, that you can make your dreams come true. Never let someone tell you that you cannot accomplish your dreams, because chances are there is a way out there that will allow you to succeed. It might not happen in the way that you expected, but with some work and an open mind, anything is possible.

 

Some of my writing (including some free stories) can be found online at:

 

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