A Blind Date with the World with My Late Father

"That's enough! I quit," and I stormed out of my manager's office. I was done taking blames for things I'd never done, or rather for what others had done. "Don't take shit, ever," dad had always said. Once again, more than anything, it was father's perpetual absence that nipped me at every point in life.... Continue Reading →

For One More Day: Book Review by Asha Seth

The review is also available on Goodreads. The Blurb: Charley Benetto is a broken man, his life destroyed by alcohol and regret. He loses his job. He leaves his family. He hits rock bottom after discovering he won't be invited to his only daughter's wedding. And he decides to take his own life. Charley takes a... Continue Reading →

Survival Sandstorm: Book Review by Asha Seth

The review is also available on Goodreads. Author: Mehul Jangir| Genre: Historical Fiction | Pages: 175 The Blurb: Aboard the plane that battles the devilish storm over the great Sahara are three hostages from Nazi Germany, three hostages who can change the course of World War II if they reach their destination. Can Ivsker Vodkech,... Continue Reading →

The Ocean called Love

with a reckless hope that had left me ashore the last time I was at the banks of the ocean called love I could hardly believe this time how those beautiful waves accepted me as if it had never denied me my share ~~~~~ Asha Seth

Eating Wasps: Book Review by Asha Seth

The review is also available on Goodreads. Author: Anita Nair| Genre: Fiction | Pages: 255 The Plot: In a small town by the river Nila, a thirty-five year old writer kills herself. No one knows why. Fifty-two years later, an antique cupboard in a private resort opens to reveal a frightened child. And the mystery... Continue Reading →

Let’s start again?

maybe I’ll forget  all that you said maybe you’ll forget  all that I did maybe I was wrong  and you were right maybe you were the one who always ended our fights maybe I never wanted to let you go maybe you never wanted to have me back and maybe, amidst all these maybes we... Continue Reading →

Love among the Chickens: An Excerpt

The sight of the table, when at length we filed into the dining room, sent a chill through me. It was a meal for the very young or the very hungry. The uncompromising coldness and solidity of the viands was enough to appall a man conscious that his digestion needed humouring. A huge cheese faced... Continue Reading →

We Have Always Lived in the Castle – An Excerpt

I knew my way in the darkness or in the light. I thought once how good it was that I had straightened my hiding place and freshened it, so it would now be pleasant for Constance. I would cover her with leaves, like children in a story, and keep her safe and warm. Perhaps I... Continue Reading →

Mr Mercedes: Book Review by Asha Seth

The review is also available on Goodreads. Author: Stephen King| Genre: Thriller | Pages: 405 The Plot: The story opens in a parking lot where job seekers have lined up to test their luck at a job fair. In the wee-hours, a maniac with a clown mask runs down a Mercedes on the lot killing 8 people and... Continue Reading →

The Apple Tree: An Excerpt

“She was almost within his reach when he stumbled and fell, his foot twisted underneath him, caught in some obstacle hidden by the snow. He tried to move his foot but it was jammed, and he knew suddenly, by the sharpness of the pain biting his ankle, that what had trapped him was the jagged... Continue Reading →

Love Trumps All: Book Review by Asha Seth

#MyThoughts: How far would you go following your dream? And would you retract after you've hit the pinnacle of success? Author: Sudarshan Mahabal| Genre: Fiction | Pages: 374 The Blurb: Anant Joshi, a dreamer who chases the American dream during Y2K rush and leapfrogs from a small Indian town to start-up innovative Silicon Valley venture.

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A Tale of the Withering Mind

On a solitary walk in the park, met this old man, panting after a long hard run. He was taking heavy laboured breaths that, being asthmatic myself, I was all too familiar with. I asked if he needed medical help; he made a sign of the thumb that indicated water. I didn't have any of... Continue Reading →

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