Sunday, 20 August 2017
Wednesday, 26 April 2017
You can never have what you want,
Life gives you one disappointment.
It crunches your soul,
And buries you alive.
You take years to recover,
And you come out, seeking sunshine.
The lightened path will glisten,
And welcome you with open arms.
Only to push you to a new path,
And you tread it with little confidence,
Only to fall even harder.
This time fall will hurt,
And hurt, and hurt.
Nothing to treat and nothing to beat it.
It will hurt you,
Until your soul bleeds,
And numbs you.
All day long, it makes you weep,
At night, it doesn't let you sleep.
You live with it,
And time will tell you,
One valuable lesson.
This is not the last.
And also, it will not last,
But, time will not tell you,
One more thing,
The scar left behind,
Will not heal,
Friday, 21 April 2017
She was standing near the window, clutching the window. She gripped it hard. The pressure brought pain to her palms. She clutched it even harder.
The room was silent except for the faint sound of the fan, which was synchronizing itself with the silence of the room.
The window was a gate to a different world. But, she wasn't interested in that. She wasn't even in the current world because she was somewhere else.
Her life was going on, but she didn't know where. She felt tough to continue on a journey where you could not see the destination. Ofcourse, one can always enjoy the travel. But, where was she going?
When will be my good time?
I wait for it each day, every hour,
Passing every second with tears.
But, with each new day,
My tears become more and more,
And yesterday becomes a good day
When compared to today.
So, can i travel back?
The questions kept on coming.
And the only person who could answer her was not willing to answer. Not even to acknowledge her fears. It was stupid and unreasonable. But, her feelings remained unsettled.
She ate and slept with a bit of disappointment in what she was doing. Next day didn't bring a miracle nor the distant future promised hope.
Life was going on.
Life goes on and on,
With you standing aside,
Or when you are drowning in sorrow,
When you fly away in joy,
It goes on and on!
It never stops for anyone,
And it never comes back.
Once gone is gone forever.
Waiting for it to change its course,
Wait and wait,
Until one day,
When you will realize that,
It is you have to change,
And only you!
But she saw life as a moving thing that is always going before her. She was trying to catch it. But, it won't stop. She wanted to follow it. But, she doesn't where it was going. She can leave it and follow a different way. But, no, she wanted to go along with it.
This play goes on and on!
So, Life goes on and on.. with unending possibilities and never ending disappointments.
And the only person responsible was her. No change to that.
The pages went on and on,
The story began from nowhere,
Her eyes were staring at the words,
The continuous string of emotions,
Love, resentment, anger and hunger,
All strolled on the words.
She was staring at it,
The blank pages looked back at her,
In it was her story.
Her story weaved into a mysterious plot,
So mysterious that it exhausting.
Mind and heart played the protagonists,
Forming a triangle of love,
With her life.
Why can't life be simple?
Than being a cramping pain!
Insecurities bubbling with emotions,
Dramas played every now and then.
We look at many outbursts,
And then there is the antagonist!
Clothed from head to toe in black,
Face covered with an even darker mask.
Eyes with a glint of the darkest sea.
Staying silent and suddenly,
Paying along with the other three.
"Why don't you show your face?" She asked.
"Life doesn't happen your way darling!"
The epitome of darkness said,
With a voice so chilling and,
At the same time exotic!
She tried going after the darkness,
To unveil the stranger.
The mask was removed.
And she looked at the stranger,
No longer a stranger.
The familiar face vanished.
And there stood another person.
Stranger than the strangest.
And the darkness was too much,
That she was enveloped in it!
She ran away from it,
Searching for the light!
Towards a distant haziness,
Leaving behind her heart and mind,
Tuesday, 3 January 2017
About the Book:
Nothing is perfect. Life is messy. Relationships are complex. Outcomes, uncertain. People, irrational. But love… Well, that makes complicates everything complicated. When you are caught in a tangled web of secrets, lies, and complex affairs, someone is bound to get burned.
Emily Stevens is a spunky, spirited college girl whose life is turned upside-down when she realizes she's in love with her best friend of fifteen years, Derek Thorpe. As Emily prepares to confess her feelings to Derek, something happens one night which changes her life forever. Five years later, Emily finds herself in Boston, alone and heartbroken. Will she ever be able to forget the past? And what will she find when she returns home... to the man she left behind?
About the Author:
Her first book, A Way Back Into Love, is slated for release in February 2017, and she hopes readers will enjoy it as much as she enjoyed writing it. You can reach Veronica through Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, Wattpad and Gmail.
Contact the Author:
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Friday, 30 December 2016
The Shadows of the Northlands
From the back cover:
This is the Empire.
The greatest nation in the known world.
And is at war
When the crown prince hears about cities and villages attacked and razed to the ground, the land blackened and left infertile, the already shackled military commands the maverick bounty-hunter Merin and the slick courtier mage Rikkard to find the root of the destruction.
However, as they tackle this mystery, they discover an ancient hatred spanning centuries, with a dark secret linked to Merin and the painful past behind the satirizing cavalier. A swashbuckling tale of suspenseful fantasy and horrifying mystery that is loaded with humour, Shadows of the Northlands will leave you riveted from cover to cover.
Title: Shadows of the Northlands
Author: Vishwesh Desai
Publisher: Estrade Publishers
Cost: 300 INR
From the blurb, one can get to know the genre of the book. Yes. Fantasy!
It always helps to read a fantasy and disappear from the real world for a while. This hyped me up, and I sat down to read this nearly 500 pages book.
The first few pages are dedicated to the introduction. You are slowly taken into their world. But, in the first few pages, what made me a little less enthusiastic in the journey was the 'words'.
Yes! Words! I know that if I am supposed to read a book, I must be well versed. I thought so.
But, those few pages made me look up to the dictionary for few words for which I was not able to decipher the meaning, which made me even more curious. With such trips to the online and offline dictionaries, I ended up learning about the Kingdom better.
After that, it didn't give me such a rough path. Why has the author oozed all his vocabulary in the first few pages? It was impressive. But, yet demanding. Also, it could only be me, for the distance between literature and my brain is becoming wider and wider by the year.
The book also has plenty of pages to cover. But, it didn't feel like a mammoth task. Once I got into the story, I was hooked.
The characters took charge from there, and I was into the story, until the end. Whether it was their journey or their conversations, it was well written.
But, the shock was waiting for me at the end. As a rule, I do not Google about the book or the author until I have completely read the book.
And as it was, I read the Foreword at the last. I was really awestruck reading it. I will leave it as a suspense for you all. But, it was worth it.
Monday, 19 December 2016
Colorful Notions - The Roadtrippers 1.0 by Mohit Goyal
- a review
It is a dream among friends. A dream that almost remains unconquered for most of the friend groups out there.
And that dream would be a roadtrip. Mostly to Goa. But, some have a knack of planning to the unventured.
So, this book was started with many expectations and let us see how it was.
Most of us would have planned a trip, when lying on our beds on a lazy Saturday evening, with no idea about our future or the next exam. In other words, plans would have been listed and those never make to the execution part in college life. But, for the protagonists of this story, Ab, Sasha and Unnati, it was not just a dream.
The novel starts with Ab trying to convince Sasha's parents about the trip. After getting their approval and a lot of expert tips from Sasha's uncle, they are half ready for the trip. The next hurdle before they start is a nod of approval from Unnati's family.
Having gathered all, Ab is left feeling that he is taking care of almost everything in the trip. Sasha is happy that he get to be with his girlfriend, Unnati for the trip.
They have planned to cover the north to the south, the east to the west of India. Whether it was a success or something not to be repeated, they were yet to find. And, the reader will find it soon enough.
Coming to the narrative in the book, it was a breeze. A gentle breeze to be more profound. Also, if the book is going to be a part of your trip, even more wonderful it would be.
Next to the plot of the story.
With Ab, Sasha and Unnati, we get a feeling that we are with them. But, if you are expecting more like a travelogue, it might not suffice. It holds more of their trip, along with their inner turmoil and their insecurities. If they are going to be together for the whole trip, they must deal with each other's habits, which might be annoying to the other.
They share a great deal of unexpected surprises which are pleasant, and some disasters which they didn't even expect to occur because of some silly pranks.
And they also face the brunt of their not so careful planning. The silliness of having planned to drive for long hours together make them delay their plans.
The story takes us to all the known directions. Sasha, being a foodie, makes sure that they stop at all the famous eateries and taste the flavour of the soil they have stepped into. From eating Idlis to Kebabs and Biriyani, they do everything.
As their trip goes up and down, they too face their inner demons and angels. And they fight to set them right in their right places. And with more and more hardships and challenges, they continue towards their goal, which is ticking of all the places in their list, and taking a numbered selfie at all places.
Overall, it was an easy to read and also equally enjoyable one. It is more about the traveling than the actual places they visit. If a few more pages had been allotted to all the beautiful places they have taken their car to, it would have been even more beautiful, for me .
Overall rating: 8/10
Sunday, 11 December 2016
Can Shaan and Ruhi face their biggest fears and unite together?
Shaan and Ruhi Ahuja, very much in love Indian newlyweds, discover each other in Simi K. Rao’s Now and Forever—the sassy and sexy sequel to Inconvenient Relations. After getting the scare of their lives while traveling in the Grand Canyon, Shaan and Ruhi go back home to one dilemma after another. Shaan’s job is in jeopardy, and one of Ruhi’s closest friends, Sunshine, needs her. How will Shaan and Ruhi handle life’s hurdles, while still trying to get to know each other as husband and wife? Will they be able to forsake all others and consolidate their relationship?
Goodreads * Amazon
- I have a dual personality. I exist in two worlds at the same time. It can get quite confusing.
- Writing is a stress buster for me. I write for myself rather than anyone else.
- My heroines can be pig headed, rash and violent. I think they learn their traits from me.
- My stories are occasionally clichéd just like life is sometimes- banal and boring.
- My books are not just for women. Men should read them too. They can get a few pointers on what women want.
- I believe cuss words are a means of expression. Used appropriately they can be very effective.
- I also believe that at any time there are two conversations going on. The nonverbal one happens to be more interesting.
- I credit my Dad for my fondness of the written word. By giving me books instead of toys he gave me the best gift ever.
- Writing helps me stay lucid while reading blurs my cynicism---two traits vital for day to day life.
- Be warned; I’m one of the least interesting people you’ve met. So move on and forget about me. Just read my books.
About the Author:
Simi K. Rao was born and grew up in India before relocating to the U.S., where she has lived for several years. The inspiration for her books, and other projects, comes from her own experience with cross-cultural traditions, lifestyles and familial relationships, as well as stories and anecdotes collected from friends, family and acquaintances.
Rao enjoys exploring the dynamics of contemporary American culture blended with Indian customs and heritage to reflect the challenges and opportunities many Indian-American women face in real life.
Much of Rao's down time is devoted to creative pursuits, including writing fiction, poetry and photography. She is an avid traveler and has visited many locations around the world.
A practicing physician, Rao lives in the United States with her family.
Contact the Author:
Website * Blog * Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads
Other Books in the Series:
This multi-cultural contemporary romance story of an arranged marriage is a beautiful blending of showing the Indian and American cultures. Readers will learn more about the Indian heritage and the romance that happens behind closed doors in an Indian relationship in Simi K. Rao's Inconvenient Relations. This coming of age story about true love explores multi-cultural issues.
1) A $10 Amazon Gift Card
2) A kindle copy each of Inconvenient relations and Now and Forever.
Tuesday, 29 November 2016
A tiny creature was walking with a speed inappropriate for its height.
"I was a Human last time too. I had a very bad experience. I don't want to go through all those again"
"Yes. You were a Human last time too. But that doesn't mean you can't be a Human again."
"It took me an year to gather myself. I lost precious years. When i got back, everyone had gone past me. Do you both know how humiliating that was? Why did you do that? I was taunted after that. And nothing was the same after that. No matter what I did, I was not the best anymore. All because of no fault of mine. Why did I deserve that?"
"Soul 13 wouldn't have asked The Wise. It was ready for its life."
I can never predict what will make my mood from "Oh! what a pleasant day!" to "Oh My God! Why is the world like this?"
I would really be happy if i could get a cue for the immediate change to happen. At least i would be ready with my chocolates and a novel when the second mood hits. But, no, that doesn't happen. After all, how can it happen? As much as i like to read magic realism, and believe in it, i know that it can not happen in real life.
A pat in the shoulder for myself.
Ok. Feeling relaxed to continue now.
What was i saying?
Yeah. About the moods.
They are very pretty dangerous to deal. I will wake up as a 'great optimist' and slide my glasses up and look at the world, and smile. I really did that today.
But, at the end of day, i don't know who steals my bubbling optimism.
Someone must be doing it, for i find myself grouchy and grumpy now. And it is not even noon.
The sky doesn't look like a shade of November. It is full of memories from May. And i am just happy with it, because i am going up to hang the washed clothes.
Most of us might have a washing machine. It says it is fully automatic. But, you have to take the clothes out and hang them for their crime of not drying completely.
Why is it even called automatic anyway? Who names them like that?
A person thought that washing comprises only of washing? No!
Though not as labourious as the actual washing, i am offended bcoz they didn't think that hanging them, and folding them back into the wardrobe were not the process of it.
Who invented the washing machine? I must do something about it. May be later. (I am the reigning Queen of procrastination. May be someday i will lose the crown. May be tomorrow. May be later.)
With such audacious thoughts, i have done the remaining work of the automatic washing machine. Now they are all hanged.
Suffer for the crime done!
I return back, and since i have no other work assigned for me, i am going to relax myself.
Ah! Before that a cup of coffee.
The coffee decoction must be ready by now in the filter. Yes. The delicious black liquid. I pour them into a mug, add hot water, and a bit of sugar. It is ready!
Are you someone who drinks coffee with milk? Ignore the dirty look i gave you right now.
You really don't know what you are missing! You must try black coffee, trust me. Don't you think i am drinking black coffee just to keep my crown for procrastination. No. Don't. It is really delicious.
The beverage in its full glory!
That was refreshing! Nothing good to watch in TV. May be i should return to my books. They seem to be calling me for quite sometime now. Can't you wait a little longer? There is a pleasant day outside, and it is so beckoning.
Wait a second! Why does it suddenly seem beckoning?
The sky no longer looks like an imitation of May sky. Where is the Sun?
No Sun! This is not the correct time to play hide and seek with rainy clouds. You better come out and start shining like you usually do when i go out. Do it right now!
The smell of earth hits my nostrils, and i stand there looking out from the window. Little by little the drops of rain start falling down.
It is a pleasant day indeed.
I hurriedly push the buttons for the elevator. Someone must be busy shifting their house into it, because it was not moving. It is stuck at the 4th floor! Who lives there? I have no idea, abiding by the rules. May be i will come to know before i leave this city.
But, now Heaven has opened up.
I sprint up the stairs without waiting for the elevator to reach my floor.
I collect the clothes huffing and puffing.
And standing under a shade, i look up again. The city view was always special from that height.
The sun has come out. And suddenly remembering (barely) the science classes from school, i look in the opposite direction.
It indeed is a pleasant day.