Sujata Rajpal

Sujata Rajpal is a Corporate Communication & PR professional turned a full-time author. Her debut novel The Other End of the Corridor is her first work of fiction. The book was selected as one of the six books by Indian authors which broke stereotypes. She also writes columns and articles for online and print publications. She stumbled upon her passion of writing when her cushy job stopped challenging her. When not writing, she indulges in long walks, Yoga, Toastmasters and playing chess with her two sons.
  • Sujata Rajpal | 07-May-2017
    In our back lane, there is a dhobhi. It’s a 8 x 8 room, two tables for ironing on either side of the room. Every time when I went to give and take clothes, Kumar will be ironing the clothes, his wife either ironing on the other table or sitting on a plastic chair just outside the shop, husband and wife chit chatting, laughing, joking, having a word or two with the customers, it was a happy sight to see husband and wife bonding. They have a son and a daughter, both married, well qualified and earning well. Soon the business grew. More work. More money. ‘I should hire someone to help me, I can’t iron so many clothes,’ Kumar often whined, smiling all the while. Now when I go to the shop, Kumar is ironing the clothes with his back towards the hired help who is ironing on the other table, a heap of un ironed clothes on one side and a pile of ready ones on the other. The pile is going bigger but I also notice that Kumar rarely smiles now. ‘Amma doesn’t come to the shop these da
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  • Excerpts from The Other End of the Corridor ( Fiction)
    Sujata Rajpal | 30-May-2017
    He had straight, neatly cut hair; sharp, intelligent eyes and distant eyebrows. I couldn’t make out whether his eyes were black or brown; it had a tinge of both the shades, but more of brown. His face was broad, but also on longish side, and not moon shaped like Vishal’s. Dusky complexion not dark like mine, long sharp nose, and light brown fully curved lips added to his boyish charm. A soft dimple showed on his right cheek when he stretched his lips into a smile.  I quickly turned my face away when Jai paused in the middle of a sentence; he had caught me observing his facial expressions. “Hello, where are you?” he waved his fingers in front of my nose to bring me back. Embarrassed, I suddenly got up.  “I should leave now, I am getting late,” I said. Even before I knew what I was saying, I had reached the door of the coffee shop. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him looking at me through the large glass window while I walked shyly on the footpath. His face wa
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  • Good girls don't drink
    Sujata Rajpal | 16-Feb-2018
    Can women and beer go together? The current beer debate reminds me of a particular incident at my book event where after the book talk, a young woman came up to me and said kind words about my book that how much she had liked my book and how strong I have portrayed the character of Leela. ‘But there is something which I didn’t like?’ she said. ‘What is it? Please tell me,’ I was all ears to get some constructive feedback from a reader. ‘Why did you show that Leela drinks beer? Alcohol is bad for girls.’ (For the uninitiated Leela is my protagonist in The Other End of the Corridor) I’ve always believed I can absorb any kind of feedback positively but didn’t know how to take this one. All I could do was give a half smile. Everyone is free to have their own opinion about Leela, the book or the beer. If excessive alcohol is bad for the liver, it is bad for both men and women. Is woman’s body wired differently that alcohol can be bad for her but not fo
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  • Aggressive Book Marketing : How much is too much!
    Sujata Rajpal | 20-May-2018
    Last week at the petrol bunk while I leaned against my car, my eyes fixed on the meter as the guy held the nozzle of the tube to my fuel tank, a car stopped in the parallel lane. The lady on the wheel was a well-known corporate trainer who I follow on the social media. Not wanting to let go of the opportunity to meet the woman in person, I walked over to the other side leaving the fuel tank to the honesty of the petrol guy. I peeped into her window and praised her about her thoughtful posts. It was flattering to learn that she knew about my book.   ‘Ok, nice meeting you, Let me know when you are in Mysore next, would love to meet you,’ I said when the guy gestured me to move my car. ‘But you haven’t bought my book.’ Saying this, she took out a book from a bag kept on the passenger seat. ‘Oh I didn’t know you have written a book,’ I said, embarrassed at my ignorance. She threw a smile at me. ‘Now you know.’ Then she gave me a quick gist of th
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