Elephants in the Room: Book Review by Asha Seth

The review is also available on Goodreads. Author: Suraj Laxminarayanan| Genre: Crime Fiction | Pages: 600 | Buy now Outline: A gang of amateur hoodlums plan a bank robbery as an escape to their larger-than-life miseries. What they failed to plan however is - what if a seasoned gang walks in the same day for... Continue Reading →

The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out of the Window and Disappeared: An Excerpt

You might think he could have made up his mind earlier, and been man enough to tell others of his decision. But Allan Karlsson had never been given to pondering things too long. So the idea had barely taken hold in the old man’s head before he opened the window of his room on the... 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 →

Forlorn but not Forgotten

Getting back after you've fallen down is easy. Getting back trying to live after life's mercilessly clobbered you in the back, is a different deal altogether. One can't begin to live just like they did. You realise you can't so readily trust, not even life. Taking dad away from me was worse than betrayal. I... Continue Reading →

Things to Remember while Writing a Book Review

As book-lovers, most of us readers also love to review the books we read. Reviews not only help to record our experience of the book, but also help the reading community in deciding what books to read and why. But that is only as long as a book review is done right. The first book... Continue Reading →

A Room of One’s Own – An Excerpt

Believe me—and I have spent a great part of ten years in watching some three hundred and twenty elementary schools, we may prate of democracy, but actually, a poor child in England has little more hope than had the son of an Athenian slave to be emancipated into that intellectual freedom of which great writings... Continue Reading →

Of Mice and Men – An Excerpt

Lennie came in through the door. He wore his blue denim coat over his shoulders like a cape, and he walked hunched way over. “Hi, Lennie,” said George. “How you like the pup now?” Lennie said breathlessly, “He’s brown an’ white jus’ like I wanted.” He went directly to his bunk and lay down and... Continue Reading →

Delhi is not far – An Excerpt

In Pipalnagar there is not exactly despair, but resignation, an indifference to both living and dying. The town is almost truly reflected in the Pipalnagar Home, where in an open courtyard surrounded by mud walls a score of mental patients wander about, listless and bored. A man jabbers excitedly, but most of the inmates are... Continue Reading →

Dear Reader…

Dear Reader, You & I, we haven't met but you are more than a friend. We haven't shared a talk but you are my secret keeper. You've been patient when I had to rant, and lent me peace of your words when I was low. Could I find a truer friend? Because you're someone just... Continue Reading →

Tsundoku

And each time I end up telling myself not this time not again Mum's going to yell Dad's going to be mad ♥ I end up stopping myself Pull my outstretched arm back I won’t fall for you this time not again and yet when you look at me from behind the bookshelves a mere... Continue Reading →

The Book Lover

She read books. Devoured the words. Let sentences consume her. Drowned in the writer's thoughts, she experienced a liberation she long sought. ♥ She read books. Wallowed in their magic. Allowed the stories to fill the gaping holes. And heal scars the world her branded upon her soul. ♥ But more than anything, she read... Continue Reading →

Excerpt – If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller

The novel you are reading wants to present to you a corporeal world, thick, detailed. Immersed in your reading, you move the paper knife mechanically in the depth of the volume: your reading has not yet reached the end of the first chapter, but your cutting has already gone far ahead. And there, at the... Continue Reading →

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