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Monday, September 27, 2010
Review: Battle for Bittora
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Review: Jaya: An Illustrated Retelling of The Mahabharata
Review: Pyre of Queens
deadly secret ritual, where he and his seven queens will burn on his pyre, and he will rise again with the powers of Ravana, demon-king of the epic Ramayana. But things go wrong when one queen, the beautiful, spirited Darya, escapes with the help of Aram Dhoop, the court poet. Aram Dhoop loves Darya but she is in love with Shastri, the commander of king’s soldiers. Theirs is an unfulfilled love story and they are to be re born till the time they do not put their demons to rest.
fight an ancient battle . . . one more time.
Review : The Wolf At The Door
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Review: Radiant Shadows
Monday, September 20, 2010
Review: Mini Shopaholic
Becky Bloomwood is back and how!! If you are a huge fan of Sophie Kinsella’s Shopaholic series this is a book you must read! As usual brilliantly written, a book which will keep you laughing from page to page and make you wonder how, just how does Becky (Rebecca) Bloomwood manage to pack in so much action in her life without meaning to! Also how does her husband, Luke Brandon, quietly and calmly handle her shopping ways! Another fabulously funny book by Sophie Kinsella!
So our favourite heroine Becky returns two years after she's given birth to Minnie. Minnie is as bratty as they come. A feisty two year old who knows her mind and can express her attitude with no qualms.
Becky who thought motherhood would be a breeze and that having a daughter was a dream come true- a shopping friend for life will soon learn that is not as easy as she thinks! As Minnie, the 2 year old Ms. Smarty Pants, has an absolutely different approach to shopping. She can manage to create havoc everywhere from Harrods to Harvey Nicks and her favorite word is Miiiiinnnnneeeeee this again is hilariously narrated!
While the country is in a huge financial crisis after Bank of London has gone bust and everyone is talking of cut backs our dear Becky is busy preparing a huge surprise event for her husband. Cut backs et al is just not her style! She finds a way to work around those issues not just for herself but also her clients at The Look. She is the only person at work who is managing to make money for the company with her innovative shopping ideas!
Becky soon finds herself in a series of unfortunate events that she is determined to solve in her own special way – so whether it is Luke's birthday party or Minnie's tantrum prone behavior and her job she knows or rather thinks she can manage it single handedly! Though she manages to get herself in a million tricky situations, she always finds the way out leading to various laugh- out- loud moments! Becky can unintentionally manage to crack you up like no one else in this world!
There are some really jaw aching laughter moments in the book. Some really funny ones are when she introduces Minnie to the concept of pocket money, Minnie’s christening ceremony or when she buys Minnie a birthday dress for her 21st birthday.
The book is highly recommended to all the women who have a bit of a Becky streak in them. Of course for all the men this book should be compulsory reading so that they can try to be like the uber cool Luke Brandon and learn to let their women indulge in shopping!
A fun book all the way!
About the Author:
Sophie Kinsella is an internationally bestselling writer and former financial journalist. She is the author of the number one bestsellers Can You Keep A Secret?, The Undomestic Goddess,Remember Me? and Twenties Girl as well as the hugely popular Shopaholic novels, the first of which is now the hit Hollywood movie Confessions of a Shopaholic.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Review : Saraswati Park
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Spells
Book review:SPELLS
By Aprilynne Pike
'Spells', the sequel to 'Wings', is the story of a young fairy, Laurel, her boyfriend, David and another fairy, Tamani. In this stunning book by Aprilynne Pike, Laurel comes to know of a disturbing truth - she is a fairy, not a human. Once she comes to know of her true identity, Laurel knows that her life is in danger and that she must leave her adopted, human family and go to the magical land of Avalon. She stays there for a while and her feelings for Tamani increase. But then situations arise and she has to go back to the regular, human world. She is more than happy to go back but she does not realise that she is putting all her loved ones in danger.
Just when Laurel thinks that her life will go back to normal, things start happening which stir up unpleasant memories of what Laurel had tried to forget a year ago. Jeremiah Barnes, Laurel's living nightmare, is on the move again and he will not rest until he tastes the sweet taste of revenge. He has set out to seek Laurel.
For the most part, Pike's writing is free flowing, descriptive and magnetic. Pike has described the scenes of Avalon in such a beautiful way that one will forget everything else and picture only Avalon.
Even the passionate moments Laurel shares with David are very emotive. But all the characters are not very well described. How exactly Laurel, David and Laurel's parents look, of that the reader has no idea. Pike has only paid attention to Tamani' s appearance. Pike seems not to have her own signature style and her writing sometimes seems ordinary. The climax of the book is supposed to be full of tension and panic. The author has successfully made the reader feel the same suspense, terror and dread that Laurel feels. The story is very engaging. The ingenious setting up is intriguing for aficionados who have been hungry to know what will happen next. The end of the villain is very dramatic though not as much as J.K.Rowling's.
Laurel's reunion with her mother is magnificently written and is very heartwarming. All-in-all, I must say that Aprilynne Pike is one of the finest authors and has handled the romance, suspense and action in the book very nicely. Spells will keep you spellbound well after the final page.
Reviewed by Ishika Chatterjee, a 11 year old student of Lokhandwala Foundation School and Junior College
Monday, September 6, 2010
Review:Besieged Voices from Delhi 1857
The Book Lovers Book Club Meet
Friday, September 3, 2010
Review : Secrets and Sins
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Review: Black Light
By Rimi B Chatterjee
This has been a novel that has been sometime in the making. A decade, to be precise, and in the interim, it has got itself a title different from what it was born with.
The story is deceptively simple at the outset. Satyasandha Sarkar, a 30 year old desk editor with a newspaper, is informed by his mother that his maternal aunt, Medhashri Sen, has been found dead. Medhashri is his mother’s elder sister, and the maverick of the family. The death is a suicide, which could be a blot on the family’s reputation and needs to be hushed up. Medha is the eccentric who was never really understood by her family. As the author says, Medha's "Life is in conflict with her art which leads her to implode." Her husband left her, taking one of their daughters with him to the US while leaving the second daughter, the one afflcted by cerebral palsy behind with Medha. Medha was an artist and she leaves a series of clues to her internal mind, through a letter addressed to Satya. Through the clues left behind for Satya to piece together, he sets out on a cross country trip which leads him to five different places, where he unearths the artistic genius his aunt was, and the secrets behind her eccentric life and her self inflicted death. Through his search, he comes a little closer to understanding himself and the questions that he has been grappling with.
This novel takes an incisive look at what constitutes the social stereotype, and how people who defy being stereotyped get branded as being different, eccentric and therefore, people who are viewed as threats to society.
Published by Harper Collins
Price Rs.299
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Prologue: An excerpt from Pyre of Queens
Prologue
The Lost Journal
Jodhpur, Rajasthan, June 2010
The journal was right where he remembered putting it over eighty years ago—two feet below the distinctive stone tablet. It was wrapped in waterproof greased paper and leathers, in a painted wooden box that crumbled with dry-rot when he dug it out. To his considerable relief, it appeared no one had touched it since its burial. The pages smelt musty, tainted by preservatives, and the binding was frail. Some of the oldest pages, the ones at the front, were more than one thousand years old. It was to the first page, the oldest of them all, that he turned. The script was ancient, but he found he knew it, translated it mentally as he traced the lines with one trembling finger that dared not quite touch the page.
If you are reading this work, then you are very likely me. You know what I mean.
I have come to believe that certain stories develop a life of their own. They are so powerful, so widely known, so much a part of our culture, indeed of our daily lives, that they become more than mere words.
Imagine, if you will, a tale that defines a people. It has heroes and villains, good and evil deeds, its very words are sacred to us. It is like a chess set, its pieces inhabited by the same souls, game after game. Or perhaps this tale is a living thing, a script that constantly seeks actors, and when it finds them, it inhabits those actors and possesses them utterly, finding new ways to express and re-express itself, time and time again.
What must it be like, to be one of those souls, doomed time and again to live the same life, over and over? Acting out the tale, glorifying it, enhancing it, though at great cost to themselves. Their whole existence a prison sentence, their fate to again and again live as a play-thing of an idea.
But then, you know what it’s like, don’t you?
Such a story is a tyrannical god, inflicting itself upon its unwilling worshippers.
Can such a thing be? Yes it can, and I know, for I am living such a tale, and am doomed to live it over and over, forever more. And so are you.
Over and over. Again and again.
And again.
And yet again.
He focused on the brief verse that followed, and felt a thrill of unease and excitement which made him almost gasp aloud.
Time is water from the well of life
And I must draw that water with only my hands to bear it
My thin and frail fingers cupped to receive it, every drop precious
But ere I have raised it to my lips, it has drained away
One day I will learn not to spill it and I will drink my fill
And finally be free
Aram Dhoop, Poet of Mandore.
He blinked twice, and realized he’d not drawn breath since beginning to read. He panted now, refilling his lungs though they seemed to be constricting in his chest. The words were exactly those of a poem he had written a year ago in English class that had won him the Poetry Cup for that year. Even though he’d not been able to explain properly to the teachers what he had meant. ‘It’s about reincarnation,’ was as close as he’d come.
Finally he put the book down. He knew though that he would read it fully that night, cover to cover, if he could stay awake that long. Just as surely he knew that each word in it would be as familiar as if he had written them yesterday.
There was one other thing, hidden with the journal. It was a small leather pouch. He opened it, but it was empty. Still empty, after all these years. Strange, he had almost expected it to be full. His hand still remembered what should have been there—a tarnished pendant bearing a pale crystal, veined with burgundy streaks. He remembered the way it used to pulse queasily to the touch. Where the stone was now, he had no idea.
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