Faizan Khalid, author of The Rainmaker, published by TWS Publications
Author

Faizan Khalid

Medical student exploring reality, imagination, and life’s small wonders. Author of 'The Rainmaker'.

The book

The Rainmaker

Sultan, the lone survivor of a mysterious car crash that took the life of his parents, is haunted by the memories until fate intervenes and compels him to dig into the truth, challenging his beliefs about life, love, and religion, and unveiling his tainted ancestry.

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The themes

What this book is about .

01

Living with a mind that will not settle

02

A loss that was never properly explained

03

Anger looking for somewhere to go

04

Family money, and the silence around it

05

The small things that make a life bearable

Behind The Book

About the Author

I’m Faizan, a 24 year old medical student from Lahore who believes in logic and practicality rather than delusional comprehension of the world. With my observant prowess, I’ve written this tale inspired both by real-life experiences and fantasies. Even though this world seems pointless, I still like tea, rain, and cats!

For any queries, reach out to my Instagram. @rainmaker_sk

Excerpts

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The Rainmaker, Dedication

Dedicated to the warriors battling unseen battles within their minds.

The Rainmaker, p. 1

Hospitals’ OPDs are really something. Everyone there has a flaw in their system, which they can’t deny, and everyone else can see it. Your shortcomings are written on a piece of paper that is handed over to you. Everyone you see there has a piece of paper of their own. We all acknowledge how we are all damaged and broken. No one’s perfect. Each existence is tainted, and no one can point fingers at anyone, acting like a saint themselves.

The Rainmaker, p. 3

“Your drugs haven’t been useful, and your suggestions about travelling, friends, and relationships haven’t worked either. Nothing excites me. I’ve forced myself to socialise with people, eat, and laugh with them, trying to pretend I’m normal, hoping that someday, I’ll forget that I’m pretending. I thought I could live on like that, but lately, it’s been exhausting.”

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