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Interpreter of Maladies

#MyThoughts: No writer has the eye for details to real life situations as Lahiri. Interpreter of Maladies that won the Pulitzer Award is deeply enthralling with simple but intensely emotional short stories that change your perspective on a lot of matters.... Continue Reading →

Book Review: Such a Long Journey

I wonder why we never get to hear much about good books like Rohinton Mistry’s ‘Such a Long Journey’ quite contrary to the books that stand tall in bookshops but have nothing to appease a serious reader’s appetite. 'Such a Long... Continue Reading →

Book Review: The Lowland

There are few books you read because you are addicted to reading. Then some others because everyone else has read it but you, and then there are those books that you read because you know that somewhere between the pages,... Continue Reading →

Book Review: My Cousin Rachel

I would love to believe that it is this very thought that set the tones for 'My Cousin Rachel' for Miss Maurier. One likes to wish! I wondered how it could be that two people who had loved could yet... Continue Reading →

Book Review: The Imperfectionists

#MyThoughts: Sometimes, it's good too take a chance with books and authors unheard of. As a reader, I'm quite eccentric. If I'm trying an author for the first time, I check out their quotes. Well, and if the quotes stick with... Continue Reading →

Book Review: Train to Pakistan

#MyThoughts: I detest the sight of blood. This book was a flood of blood; a sight that continues to haunt me. “Morality is a matter of money. Poor people cannot afford to have morals. So they have religion.” This quote was... Continue Reading →

Oblivious

She daydreams about the handsome princes and knights in shining armor the queens in glorious gowns and castles with secrets galore ♥ She's mesmerized by the magic conjured by wands by the beauty of invisibility cloaks by cursed rings, poisoned... Continue Reading →

What writing takes…

I love to read. Not because I am a writer. But because there is no better teacher. Reading always gives me new ways to write. Opens new windows with better perspectives. Last week I finished reading Jhumpa Lahiri's latest book 'In... Continue Reading →

Dying Embers

Fire burnt the logs through the night, and all that was left behind were the dying embers... the warmth of your touch sinking deep under my skin, you were the fire slowly turning me to ash… under the starless sky, we... Continue Reading →

If We Ever Meet Again

On restless evenings, filled with utter hopelessness, Lying sprawled under the ceiling, weaving mindless fantasies. I wish for the hundredth time, that we crossed paths, someday. And also curious, that if we ever met again, what would it be like?... Continue Reading →

Waiting {Part II}

contd... Where were you? Panic was starting to set in. It was no more a joke. Please come back! Teasing me? Like I was teasing you minutes ago. You always played this game. Hide n seek. Only so you could... Continue Reading →

Waiting {Part I}

You held my hand as I walked ahead of you. You trudged along. The dried leaves, tangled mass of branches, scattered everywhere. The leaves crunched beneath my feet reminding me just how much I love autumn. Sunlight crept in through the dense mass of... Continue Reading →

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