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Book Review: We Women Wonder by Inderpreet Uppal

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Format: Kindle Edition
File Size: 3165 KB
Print Length: 98 pages
ASIN: B07NGPJYST


 
 

A whirlwind tour of the emotions swamping every woman, ‘We Women Wonder’ addresses the dreams, desires, struggles and triumphs of a gender often neglected, taken for granted and wronged in 26 short, yet engaging articles. Written as part of the April A-Z challenge a few years back by the author, the articles see her laying out her outlook on the life of women, their strengths, their weaknesses as well as their lack of will at times, in an engaging style. Prompting and prodding, she asks some pertinent questions of her readers with the aim of making them aware of not only the Durga within them, but also the Kaikeyi hidden deep in a recess from which she steps out when felt challenged or inferior.

The subject of each chapter is complimented by a quote from a well- known figure, by way of summing up the topic dealt within. Anecdotes/ incidents from the author’s own life and experiences tend to lighten the mood at times. But what actually makes the read interesting is the way it connects with reality. Lucky are those that don’t have to experience many of the odd situations/ feelings expressed within the pages of the book, and I must admit I am one of them. Right from childhood till this day I’ve been surrounded by people who have only supported me, helped me discover myself and cheered me for each success that came my way. Yet, I can relate to the anguish shared by the author in respect of the plight/ the lack of confidence in majority women, because I’ve seen it happening around me in my neighborhood and at times at the work front, and I’ve always felt that somehow we the women are to be blamed. Our meekness is taken for weakness, and therefore we are prone to be trampled upon. However bare your fangs or growl like a tigress and see how opposition to your genuine, well-intended opinions/ proposals melt away. We blame men and the patriarchal nature of our society for the many ills confronting women, yet when opportunity knocks our door, when these very men are ready to support us, we often shy away. Ironic! Isn’t it?

A well- articulated read, ‘We Women Wonder’ will see you smile, gnash your teeth and at times also see you drift off into another world, a world of memories of days gone by. It will make you ponder on lost opportunities, prompt you to take care of yourself, as well as believe in the strength of your children and the man of the house especially when it comes to taking care of the home and hearth in your absence. It will make you realize that you’ve unnecessarily been fretting and fuming over trivial things, wringing your hands for the wrong reasons, and having an inflated ego at times which can cause more harm than good. In short, the book exposes the enigma called WOMAN. 🙂


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Spotlight: We women wonder by Inderpreet Kaur Uppal

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WE WOMEN WONDER: Dreams, Desires, Struggles & Triumphs
by 
Inderpreet Uppal


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“When a woman becomes her own best friend, life is easier.” 
– Diane Von Furstenberg. 
Thoughts, quotes and determination can make a woman stronger, a survivor but she is a winner regardless. 
This book is the story of every woman, you might find your reflection too. 
A journey into what keeps us women ticking. 
What annoys the hell out of us? 
What are we women really about? 
How does the world see us? 
Is the world changing for us or are we just dreaming? 
What is our success and what it means to a woman? 
We Women Wonder, I often do, don’t you?

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” Inderpreet writes for her love of writing, edits manuscripts and reads endlessly. 

A sprinkling of fiction, a dash of books, and a bit of opinion add to the eclectic mix that is Eloquent Articulation, her blog.

Books, editing, writing, and blogging keep her busy whenever she gets a breather from mothering her ‘too tricky to handle son’. 

An Army brat, she now joins her adorable Army hubby across the country. “


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Book Review: The Doppelgänger by Ruchira Khanna

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File Size: 2026 KB
Print Length: 34 pages
Simultaneous Device Usage: Unlimited
Sold by: Amazon Asia-Pacific Holdings Private Limited
Language: English
ASIN: B07M65B8D8

 
 

Backed by an interesting plot and an evocative cover design, The Doppelgänger is a metaphysical short read that takes the reader into the heart of a realm entirely different from the real world that we humans are used to. What plays out is something that the rationale side of the human mind may find difficult to accept. However, look at the story from another angle that of human aspirations and emotions, and feel a tug at your heart. It’s now easy to relate with it.

Sandra and Fran’s story is that of yearnings, while Liam’s is that of finding joy and friendship. What turns out to be a discovery by accident, finally takes both Sandra and Liam on a ride of joy, hope and second chances. However, does this new found happiness last a lifetime, or does fate rake up a storm once again in their little world?……….. Read the book to find out.

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A story with a mix of suspense, subtle humour and the paranormal, The Doppelgänger sees the presence of characters that are well articulated. Yes while the human side is relatable, the ones from the other side come across as unbelievable. Yet the emotions they express, speak volumes of the feelings that the mute in this world of ours, may be experiencing.

Overall, a unique take on an interesting plot, The Doppelgänger will hardly take your thirty minutes to wrap-up and put down. It’s that short and fast paced.

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Book Review ~ The Curse: A Dystopian Thriller by Randeep Wadehara

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Print Length: 165 pages
Language: English
ASIN: B07MG852XS

 
 

Through peace, it’s justice we seek!
The hunter will meet the fate of the hunted
And the mighty will serve the meek!

…….The blurb goes thus…….

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A brilliant political thriller, Randeep Wadehra’s ‘The Curse’ draws the reader in one, into its web right from the word ‘Go!’ and has the power to ignite the imagination and potential to make him/ her aware of the dangers of a totalitarian government.

Packed with quite a punch, the book revolves around the fictional Kingdom of Bodh and it’s political atmosphere. Somewhere down the line, it makes one wonder whether it is a fictional kingdom we are reading of, or is the story set in a real country. The uncanny resemblance of the storyline to the happenings in India from quite some decades, helps strike a chord within, so much so that one starts identifying the characters with people and situations around. The names of the characters too lend credence to their nature. So in effect I’d say the book though categorized as a fiction is more a commentary on the hapless situation the Nation and its people have been going through, since independence. It feels more like a political satire than a pure work of fiction. Here the rich grow richer, the unscrupulous shed shame, the corrupt spread their tentacles far and wide, votes decide welfare measures and the hapless struggle to save the little they have.They are taken for a ride. But slowly ‘The Curse’ (symbolical of the embitterment within the hearts of the oppressed masses) of the frail old woman in Randeep Wadehra’s story, is working.

Replete with various emotions right from subtle love to lust, greed to self- abnegating, vengefulness to humanistic, rebellious to amenable, the book gives an insight into the working of the human mind. So in a way it also offers the reader a psychological insight into the ruler and the ruled, the hunter and the hunted, the victor and the loser and points a finger at the chords that need to be strung perfectly to help a nation march forward with least resistance and more receptivity. Another aspect that struck me was the way ideology and religion has been addressed here. To quote:

“Ideological prisms take the focus away from human issues and help the self- serving politicians; Religion has become an instrument of promoting hatred, superstition, and violence.”

The quote fits in perfectly in today’s India. Religion which has always worked as an instrument to help the disturbed stay calm and focused, bring the stray one into the fold and tug at the moral side of the one it addresses, has now slowly but steadily turned out to be a tool in the hands of a few to spread anarchy. This aspect is unsteadying and disturbing. Ideologies that were at one time seen as instruments of welfare and growth are now puppets in the hands of the self- serving and seek to destroy the meek and compliant for extraneous gains. In shorts instruments molded with good in mind have now turned evil in the hands of a few.

The characters are well articulated and live up to their names. One can easily relate to them. But the thing that really had me floored was the twist at the end. It took me totally unawares. I’d say it was a master-stroke aimed at hitting the reader hard especially where it mattered most- his/ her sensibility. It proved to be a classic ending to a truly enjoyable and engaging read.


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Book Blitz of Danika By Varsha Dixit

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Danika 
by Varsha Dixit

  • Format: Kindle Edition

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  • Print Length: 187 pages

  • Language: English

  • ASIN: B07L331FN1


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  • Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #289 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)

  • #4 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Plays

  • #7 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Romance > Romantic Suspense

  • #8 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Plays


Dear Life,

 

I get it. You are fond of sending shitstorms my way.

I lost my parents and grew up with one relative after another.

A few months into my marriage, I discovered my husband in my best friend’s bed. 

Well, guess what? You made me one heck of a survivor! The joke’s on you.

Now this ‘hot’ Doctor you sent my way-the one who moved in next door to my stepbrother–don’t think I will be fooled by his charm like everyone else who is eating out of his hand.

His smart quips, teasing words and piercing gazes do not scare me. I see him for the man because of whom I experienced several ‘firsts’–my first accident, my first ride in an ambulance, and not proud to say it, but my first arrest! 

I may not be able to get even with you Life, but I will get even with the Doc! It should be easy for he does have a habit of popping up wherever I go.
 

Yours insincerely,

Danika

 
 

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Varsha Dixit, the best selling author of several successful contemporary romance and mystery books. Her debut book, Right Fit Wrong Shoe was a national bestseller for the year 2010. Varsha was a part of the Indian Television Industry and has worked as an assistant director and an online editor. She considers herself a dreamer who thinks deep but writes light. Even though creativity is gender-free, Varsha feels blessed and enriched to be a woman. Currently, with her family, Varsha resides in CA, USA.

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Avishi by Saiswaroopa Iyer

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Avishi by Saiswaroopa Iyer

 

12th August, 2017

 
 

 
 

Long before the times of Draupadi and Sita
Immortalised in the hymns of the Rig Veda
But largely forgotten to the memory of India
Is the Warrior Queen with an iron leg, Vishpala
 


Brought up in the pristine forest school of Naimisha, Avishi reaches the republic of Ashtagani in search of her destiny. When Khela, the oppressive King of the neighbouring Vrishabhavati begins to overwhelm and invade Ashtagani, Avishi rises to protect her settlement. But peril pursues her everywhere.

Separated from her love, her settlement broken, with a brutal injury needing amputation of her leg, can Avishi overcome Khela?

 

 

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“I am the Queen! This will be my throne!” The seven-year-old chirped leaping from the middle of the porch towards the broken mortar which served as a mock throne. “You will be my guard!”

“Guard?” the man pondered scratching his unkempt beard. 

“No.” He shook his head and smiled seeing her indignant eyes. “I will be the Queen’s elephant.” He beamed.

Sukratu stepped out of the house to see his daughter in action, perching herself on the tramp Loha’s back, pretending in all earnestness that he was her elephant. He smiled and was about to set out for his duty as the night guard of the King. A sudden lightning appeared in the eastern skies. Sukratu had barely walked a few paces when a deafening thunder made him instinctively turn towards home. He heaved a sigh, finding Loha shielding the girl as if he would, his own child. 

“Father, don’t go.” The girl pleaded. 

Sukratu smiled and shifted his gaze towards the sky. He saw dark clouds loom over the city. The monsoon winds had started to make their presence felt. He had to reach the palace soon. “Isn’t my little Queen brave?” He called out. 

The girl nodded. He saw the fear fade. From her eyes. From her heart. She knew she was the queen! Pride filled his heart. His mind ached to stay home but duty beckoned. Tearing his gaze away from the one he treasured the most in his life, braving the drizzle that would soon turn into a storm, he unwillingly walked towards the King’s residence. Sukratu’s house was in the third ring of the concentric structure of Vrishabhavati. In the centre, was the structure, that served as the residence of the king and as the centre of all trade activity of the city. Here no wealth or goods could change hands without the king’s knowledge and approval. The residences of the noblemen formed the two rings around it. The guards and soldiers forming the outermost circle with the citizens living around them. 

As per the protocol, Sukratu approached General Ugra’s residence quite ahead of his reporting time— an hour before the moonrise. He walked into the empty courtyard. But the rain made it impossible for him to stand there any longer. He knocked at the giant wooden door fervently. The doors creaked as a strange woman clad in a dark indigo garment opened them and glared at him with a frown on her forehead. 

General Ugra, Sukratu knew was never faithful to one woman. His superior’s romantic exploits were not his concern either. But something about the woman at the door disconcerted him. “Please let General Ugra know that…”

“He has already left for the palace!” The woman frowned before attempting to shut the door. 

“What? How ca…” Sukratu’s words hung in air as the door slammed on his face and the woman disappeared from his line of vision all of a sudden. Something did not feel right. He knocked at the door again. Firmly this time, as though seeking answers. Any change in the reporting time would have been announced the day before and he remembered that nothing of the sort had happened. His knocks went unanswered. Frowning and muttering under his breath, Sukratu hurried towards an empty cowshed three houses away from Ugra’s place hoping to catch his companions who he knew would be equally surprised. 

The first to arrive was Khela, the eighteen-year-old guard, holding a metal shield above his head. The newest addition to the King’s guard, Khela was related to General Ugra and Sukratu felt that his position in the King’s guard was largely a result of undue favours that Ugra showered upon an otherwise impudent boy. 

“Sukratu! By the great Varuna, I should have come to you earlier!” Khela hurried towards him. Pausing for breath, he added. “Our platoon has been given a relief tonight! It was a sudden decision and I personally informed all the others.”

“Relief for tonight? That happens only when…”

“Our guarding hours change from night to day!” Khela completed in a hurry. “Now, come with me.” He turned towards the western direction and the javelin he held started to sway dangerously and came close to grazing Sukratu’s arm. 

The older guard’s instincts made him dodge the cut. “Where?” Sukratu hissed, visibly annoyed, first with the fact that he was kept in dark about the change in guarding hours and then about Khela’s irreverent behaviour. “And watch who your weapon hurts, boy.”

Khela shrugged and changed the position of his weapon. “We are now going to the place.” He winked, stretching his hand in the direction. “Follow me, this is the only night we get to have some fun.”

Sukratu did not move. The place he knew implied the tavern where wine was served. “We cannot drink tonight, Khela. When do we have to report tomorrow? By sunrise?”

“You ask too many questions. The rest of us are there too!”

“That does not answer my question.” 

“Well, I don’t know, and I don’t care to. The palace is paying for the wine. Are you coming or not?” 

The last sentence sounded more like a threat than an invite. Sukratu had all the mind to give the youth a piece of his mind and storm back home. His daughter would be overjoyed to see him before she went to sleep. It gnawed at Sukratu’s heart every day to leave her under the care of Loha— the tramp who had begged him for shelter about six months ago and then became a part of his life. The girl liked him instantly and had begged Sukratu to let Loha live with them and he, despite his misgivings about the tramp’s origins and his unkempt appearance, could not refuse his only daughter. Over time, Sukratu felt grateful for Loha’s company. Now his daughter did not have to be all by herself every night. The guard’s home would have been unguarded if not for that stranger. Sukratu brushed aside these thoughts and had almost decided to go home when the thought of meeting other senior guards and clarifying the confusion struck him. He followed Khela’s lead, making no attempt to hide his displeasure. 

When they reached the tavern, Sukratu to his dismay, found many of his brothers in arms deeply drunk. “When did they reach here and when did they…”

“Quite some time before. I just forgot to tell you in advance!”

Sukratu’s eyes scrutinized the men and women of the tavern who were serving wine to the guards. There were no other citizens or travellers in the tavern. 

“Just for us, the whole night!” Khela said as if reading his thoughts, bringing him an earthen goblet. 

The older guard accepted the goblet taking his first sip with a sense of foreboding. 

“Where were you all the time, old friend?” The voice belonged to Tunga one of the senior guards in the platoon. 

The grin on his friend’s face brought a smile to Sukratu’s lips. “Tunga, what is this about the sudden change in our guarding hours?” 

“The King… that imbecile, has finally remembered that we are human too!” Tunga guffawed, emptying his goblet, waving vigorously at a woman of the tavern who obliged with a seductive wink. 

She approached them, skilfully distributing her attention between both the men, winking at Tunga and pouting her lips at Sukratu. Her brows rose at Sukratu’s filled cup. “Don’t keep the Sura nor this Sundari waiting, my love…” Serving Tunga his wine, she placed her fingers upon Sukratu’s shoulders, digging her nails into his skin for a moment locking her gaze with his and turned around swiftly, letting her light upper garment rest on his face for a fleeting moment. 

It was a wilful invitation and Sukratu knew it. His attention though was caught by the colour of the garment. The Indigo hued garment! All the women of the tavern wore clothes of the same colour. So did the woman he saw in General Ugra’s house! Was Ugra at home while the woman lied that he was at the palace? If the General and the whole platoon of the night guard were lying down drunk, who was minding the security of the King? Sukratu looked at the rest of the guards. No one seemed sober enough to talk. The only sober man Khela had disappeared!

“By the great Varuna!” Sukratu exclaimed aloud and rushed out, pushing the woman who tried to stop him away. 

He raced to the King’s residence, as fast as his legs could carry him. The huge wooden gates of the structure were closed and secured from inside. The rain lashed drowning his cries. Misgivings regarding the King’s welfare made him shudder. He had to meet General Ugra. Something told him that the General had his own reasons to send the whole platoon of guards to enjoy a drunk night. He was a guard who had sworn to protect the King with his life. The general owed him an answer. Sukratu rushed to General Ugra’s house determined to confront him. 

That, Sukratu realized was the biggest mistake of his life. 

At the gates of the general’s residence he saw a familiar figure hurrying out of his house, a heavy bundle on his shoulders. “General Ugra!” he called out, feeling relieved. 

The figure started, and the bundle fell to the ground. Sukratu came to a sudden halt as he realized it wasn’t a bundle after all, but a blood-drenched corpse. A stroke of lightning from the sky revealed the face and the very familiar greying curls. Sukratu froze for a long moment before he could speak.

 “K… King…”

Something hit him on the head even before he could utter the name. Sukratu staggered, reeling at the impact, clutching at his long sword in a vain attempt to defend the next move. 

“Finish him!” The General shout behind him. 

Before he turned around, Sukratu felt the cold metal tear into his back. Lightning struck revealing the contours of the person. Khela! The javelin stabbed him again. Thunder drowned his screams. Falling to the ground with the weapon still stuck to his back, Sukratu lifted his sword and managed to slash Khela’s palm though the latter, unlike him was vigilant and alert. Crawling away from the menacing duo, knowing very well that he could not last more than a few moments, Sukratu’s thoughts, went to his innocent daughter. She would now languish as an orphan remaining in dark about the monsters who killed her father. Or would they kill her too?

Sukratu would never know. 


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Saiswaroopa is an IITian and a former investment analyst turned author. Her keen interest in ancient Indian history, literature and culture made her take to writing. Her debut novel Abhaya, set in the times of Mahabharata was published in 2015. Avishi, her second novel set in Vedic India explores the legend of India’s first mentioned female warrior queen Vishpala.

She holds a certificate in Puranas from Oxford Centre for Hindu Studies. She is also trained in Carnatic Classical music and has won a state level gold medal from Tirumala Tirupati Devasthanams. 

 
 

 
 

#Spotlight : Her Secret Husband by Sundari Venkatraman

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HER SECRET HUSBAND
(Marriages Made in Heaven Book #3)
by
Sundari Venkatraman


Blurb

The Maheshwaris are back, a little secretly this time!

What do you do if you find a man who looks like chocolate, speaks like warm syrup, looks at you like you were the most precious cake ever created, and he can bake too? You marry him, even if in secret.

Ruma Malhotra falls head over heels and a little more in love with Lakshman Maheshwari, but her parents insist that she marry a rich businessman of their choice. When Ruma’s only option is to marry Lakshman in secret, she is left torn between her love for her parents and her passion for Lakshman. Is a secret marriage the solution or will it lead the way to a public disappointment?

Lakshman Maheshwari falls in love with Ruma Malhotra the first time he sets his eyes on her in Ranveer’s office. Will he agree to marry Ruma in secret even if it means betraying his parents?

Psst… Those who have read THE MALHOTRA BRIDE might be happy to reconnect with Sunita & Akshay Malhotra in this one. 

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“What’s up?” he asked, trying to keep the situation light.
She winked at him. “Shouldn’t I be asking that question?” she asked, looking pointedly down at his lower body.
Reacting to her flirtation, his manhood immediately sprang to action, making Lakshman swear. “Cut that out, Ruma,” he growled, sidestepping her as she would’ve wrapped her arms around him. “I need a shower,” he insisted, not meeting her eyes. He went into the bathroom and locked himself in. The place smelled of Ruma. Cursing, Lakshman stood under the cold shower to tame his libido. She looked like she meant business. How could he convince her to wait till they got married? He dried himself with the towel that was on a rack, glaring at the mirror. He needed a shave. But no, they weren’t going to make love, so it didn’t really matter. Just then he realised that he would have to step out in the towel as his clothes were in the wardrobe. Swearing again, Lakshman walked into the bedroom.
“Laki,” called out Ruma, eyeing him avidly. Fascinated, she got up from the bed and walked up to him. He appeared like a Greek God with his chiselled body that was still damp from the shower. 
She stood close to him and raised her left hand to caress his rough cheek. Her right hand was hooked into his towel as if she was going to pull it off him any second. Lakshman clamped his hand on hers, his fingers holding the towel firmly. “No!”
“Huh?!” She looked deeply into his eyes, her brown gaze like melted cocoa, inviting him to make love to her. Her mouth was pouted deliciously, glistening wetly, begging for a kiss. Lakshman groaned deep in his throat, letting go of her hand to wrap his arms around her. He placed his lips on hers, sucking her upper lip. She tasted as sweet as honey, driving him crazy. His right hand moved down the curve of her hip to touch a thigh. He traced the curve, working his way under her nightshirt to encounter her bare bottom.
“Ruma.” He deliberately removed his hands off her and raised his head to look at her.
She stared back at him with slumberous eyes. “What?” A small frown puckered her forehead.
“We’ll make love after we get married,” he declared.
“What if I don’t agree?”
“I’ll have to beg, right?” he grinned weakly. “Please, my love. You know your parents won’t agree to a marriage between us. Doesn’t it make sense to wait until after the event?”
“What if I want you desperately?” She nuzzled his neck, her teeth taking a sharp nip.
Lakshman groaned again, his arms crushing her to his chest. “Do you love me or just lust after my body?”
“Can’t I do both?” 



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Her Secret Husband is the tenth book authored by Sundari Venkatraman. This is a hot romance and is Book #3 of the 5-novella series titled Marriages Made in India. Book #1 of the series is The Smitten Husband & Book #2 is His Drunken Wife. Other published novels by the author are The Malhotra Bride, Meghna, The Runaway Bridegroom, The Madras Affair and An Autograph for Anjali—all romances. She also has a collection of romantic shorts called Matches Made in Heaven; and a collection of human interest stories called Tales of Sunshine. All of Sundari Venkatraman’s books are on Amazon Top 100 Bestsellers in India, USA, UK, Canada & Australia under both #romance & #drama categories.

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#Spotlight: Knitted Tales by Rubina Ramesh

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KNITTED TALES:
A Collection of Emotions
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What forces an innocent girl to become a sex symbol? Her desires? Or cruel fate? 

Is a lifetime enough—for avenging a betrayal? How do you hide secrets that never stopped haunting you? 

Can vengeance and secrets of your past devastate your present? How can long-buried crimes of yours suddenly raise their head? Can sinning be saving?

Is your spouse your soulmate? What if they never understood your feelings? Can you still live with them?

Lastly, does life give only two options? Live or die? What if there is a third?

In her debut anthology, Rubina Ramesh tries to find answers to these questions that are often from the heart and yet makes the mind ponder over the solution. Or is it the other way round? Either way, Knitted Tales is a bouquet of emotions that is bound to touch both your head and your heart.

 

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Rubina Ramesh is an avid reader, writer, blogger, book reviewer and marketer. She is the founder of The Book Club, an online book publicity group. Her first literary work was published in her school magazine. It gave her immense pride to see her own name at the bottom of the article. She was about 8 years old at that time.  She then went to complete her MBA and after her marriage to her childhood friend, her travel saga started. From The Netherlands to the British Isles she lived her life like an adventure. After a short stint in Malaysia, she finally settled down in the desert state of USA, Arizona.  Living with her DH and two human kids and one doggie kid, Rubina has finally started living the life she had always dreamed about – that of a writer. 

 

Her other published works include:

‘Home is where Love is’ a short story in the anthology Writings from the Heart. Ed. by Beth Ann Masarik. 
‘You Stole My Heart’ and ‘Let me Go’. Short stories as a part of the anthology Long and Short of It by Indireads.
‘Wake Me Up’ as a part of the anthology Marijuana Diaries by Fablery Publishers.

 

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#Spotlight – Shadow in the Mirror by Deepti Menon

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Shadow In The Mirror 
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Deepti Menon

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It all begins with a death. Nita, a pregnant woman falling from her balcony becomes the string that unravels the plot. Her death casts a shadow over many lives; her heartbroken father, her husband and Vinny, a young journalist, drawn in by the whiff of foul play and murder.

What follows are stories within stories, eras and worlds colliding with each other, leaving behind splintered relationships and mesmerizing slices of lives that appear to be drawn together and driven apart by the whimsical threads of destiny.
As events cast their shadows ahead to link the stories of Vinny, Kavita, Roma, Krish and Nita in an unrelenting knot, a journey starts to uncover the truth. What is the secret that links Nita’s death to the other characters? Will Vinny be able to unravel the mystery of Nita’s death?

From intimate diary entries and letters, to bantering over a meal and sharing memories while spring cleaning, this novel de-familiarizes the ordinary, presenting a kaleidoscope of our own pasts, broken edges and pulsating hearts. 

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Deepti Menon has always believed in the power of the pen. Having done her post graduation in English Literature and her B.Ed. in English, she had the option of teaching and writing, and did both with great enjoyment. She started writing at the age of ten, long before she acquired a Diploma in Journalism. She also had the advantage of being an Army kid, and later an Army wife, and loved the idea of travelling around India, meeting new people and acquiring new skills. She firmly believes that much of her personality was honed during those travels.

In 2002, her light hearted book, ‘Arms and the Woman’, depicting life as seen through the eyes of an Army wife, was published by Rupa Publishers, Delhi. This was written mainly to reveal the warmth and camaraderie within the great institution. She is now working on her second book that is a work of fiction, and not- to-be divulged yet! 


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Name of the book: Miss Adventures
Author: Surajit Frank Agarwal

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Four friends decide to overthrow the shackles of their mundane middle class existence by planning an adventure of a lifetime. They travel to four cities, across four countries to gift themselves the ultimate 40th birthday bash. One that would fulfill their fantasies. But does their grand plan end up in one big misadventure?

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On the surface they have everything. Jobs, family, great homes, great cars. But in reality: 
Their jobs suck. 
Their marriages are a sham. 
EMIs rule their lives. 
Their “fun” comes mixed in soda and ice. 
Raman, Ravi, Bijoy and Sagar decide to step out of their ordinary, boring middle class lives to gift themselves a fantastical 40th birthday party. They travel to four cities across four countries to indulge their deepest desires. 
However, they find themselves stymied at every step. Raman finds cops dogging his footsteps. Ravi finds innovative ways of losing money. Bijoy’s ego and manhood take a hit at every turn. Sagar finds himself in situations he would rather not be. 
The friends believe lady luck is being unkind to them. Is it luck that is tripping them up or is it just a lady? 
Miss Adventures is a sexy laugh riot of four bumbling friends and their one attempt at living life large. Will they make it? 
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Reporter, Writer, Editor, Publisher, confused IT consultant and Author. A quarter century after earning his first paycheck Surajit Frank Agarwal is back to do doing the one thing he loves the most…writing.




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