Book Review of You Raise Me Up

You Raise Me Up by Arjun Hemmady is Leadstart Publishing book. In this book, the author has expressed his thoughts in a way too simple way.

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Blurb : Aalok Sharma, a 27-year-old, chartered accountant, meets the vivacious and beautiful Priyanka Mehra, on a flight from Delhi to Mumbai. They are instantly attracted to each other, though completely opposite in nature. However, something is holding Aalok back. Will this thing throw a spanner in his love story? Or will he be able to overcome his demons?

Cover and Title: The cover is again simple and doesn’t convey much. Maybe it suits the theme but it fails to grab attention of the readers, so those who judge the book by its cover, might not like it. The title is YOu Raise ME Up. It surely gives us no idea to what the author wants to convey so here, the readers want to grab this fat book and read it.

Plot : Again the plot is easy to predict and it revolves around Aalok Sharma and Priyanka Mehra. They happens to be from different backgrounds and cross their paths on a journey. Something click between them but the dark past of Aalok stops him back to make any move. This book about that dark past and how these too realise each other’s worth.

Remarks: The blurb is simple and I feel it could have been presented in a more innovative way. Coming to the plot, it reminds me of a situation of Aniket and Nidhi from Preeti Shenoy’s It’s All in the Planets. The way Arjun’s characters meet are just way too relatable to Preeti’s characters. Further, the predictability of the book makes it a turn off. I really liked the way the characters are delineated. The structure of the novel into three parts makes it quick and easy read. The writing style is again simple and condensed. I feel that surprise element seems missing in the book. The book could have been much better as it had that spark in it.

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Candid Session with Anuradha Prasad

Hello lovelies,

I am back with an interesting interview with Anuradha Prasad. She is the author of Coming Back Home. So, lets get started :

Sur: Please tell us something about yourself?

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Anu: Firstly,I want to thank you for this interview.  Coming to your question,  I am a post grad in English literature and a Phd holder in the same. I am an artist, columnist, academician an author and a fitness buff. Recently I developed a penchant for traveling too. I love to soak in the culture of a new place and interact with the locals.

Sur :When did writing made its beautiful appearance in your life?

Anu: At the tender age of 7. I used to write poetry after school hours. Naturally, at that age I did not know that poems were the finest creation of art with words. It was a natural process and I am very proud of it. One regret is someone should have published them for me. Who knows it could have become popular like the diary of Anne Frank!

Sur: Coming back Home is an excellent title. How did it strike you?

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Anu: Before writing books I have written thousands of features with catchy titles for leading Newspapers. Based on the emotion of the story also I come up with a suitable title.

 

Sur: What is important to you? Fame or good readership?

Anu: I believe  good readership means a lot of fame. So good readership.

Sur: What would be your advise to the upcoming authors?

Anu: According to me , before entering any field one should be clear about why he/she wants to be in it. Is it for money, recognition, passion, great talent so on.  Its the same with writing. Develop a style that is individualistic. Do not give up easily. Don’t expect anything. Having said all this, once you start to write, the field will tell you if you are meant for it or not.  How? Your work will get published and then recognition should follow.  Don’t lose heart initially if your intention is clear .

Also I feel one should be really blessed with the talent to write.  If you are great at writing but not getting recognition its still ok. But if you are recognized but a bad writer it is humiliating . A beautiful book and talent will be eventually get recognition.  Its like I am ugly but want to become an actor and also that I am ugly and a bad actor but a recognized one. Every field has its demands. Assessing your capabilities are important. Recognition should always come to the deserving not vice-versa. Over a period of say two years of consistent trials if non of the above is happening then its time to quit.

Sur: What is the biggest surprise as a writer for you?

Anu: I look back and think that once I used to dive deep into the works of renowned writers of the world and today I am writing books myself. I used to wonder at times how these people are able to write so much. Today I am doing the same. This is a real surprise.

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Book Review of In the Flickering of an Eye

In the Flickering of an Eye by Neelam Saxena Chandra is a romantic fiction. This book is not like those lovey dovey romance. It highlights the spiritual concept of love, yes the ones we see in old generations. This type of love is always there and it never gets outdated. The story is set at a time when love was considered as a sin.

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Sneek Peek: Twenty five years worth of ‘what ifs’ and ‘if onlys’ have haunted and tortured Vinay. He cannot help but go back in time again and again to that one moment that changed his life forever. A chance encounter with a person from his past, and a journey through the majestic hills of Kalimpong lead him to some of his answers, in the form of an elusive woman, who bears a striking resemblance to the woman he loved and lost. Will he finally get his happily-ever-after? Or will his story, tarnished when he was nineteen by the gotra system, forever be punctuated with too many fullstops? Read on to find out more.

My Review:

The story is set in Dhanoi Village where love is considered as a crime and ghotra system seems to be prevalent there. Vinay and Manju are the protagonists whose love story seems to be the toughest. Life takes a turn when these two lovers get separated by fate. Things take a new way when they again meet after twenty years. In this book, Neelam has talked about ghotra system, illiteracy of the village people, stream of consciousness technique, fate, chance and separation of lovers.  The cover is eye catching where the title has uniqueness in it. The style is simple, lucid and easy to understand with. Neelam has beautifully described the surroundings in a novel. When the train is moving, one can feel travelling in it. The situations sound realistic and at times you feel you are watching a movie.

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Spotlight of Her Secret Husband by Sundari Venkatraman

 
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. 

 

*MARRIAGES MADE IN INDIA is a five-novella series that revolves around the characters you have met in The Runaway Bridegroom.


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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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Book Review of A Walk in the Rain

A Walk in the Rain by Udai Kumar Yadla is a romantic fiction blended with socialistic factors. The book is full of twist and turns which keeps you glued till the end. Plus, the name of the characters are somewhere relatable. The author depicts the simplest emotions to the darkest miseries in this novel.

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The cover of the book gives us a glimpse of a couple who are walking in the rain with hands in hands. This picture gives us a clear cut idea of a romantic fiction.

The title perfectly fits the cover of the book. A Walk in the Rain is a sort of journey of two lovers whose destiny is decided by rain. Thats what we can make out from the title but here plays the role of author who always surprises his readers.

Love is elixir that keeps you alive. Love is poison that kills you. Unreciprocated love keeps you alive but kills every day.

Heartbroken Sunny lives a reclusive life, trapped in the past, living in his memories. He has no complaints about his life but refuses to embrace the present.
Saloni is a prostitute who is desperate to earn money by any means. She does not care about exploiting others to fulfill her purpose.
Fate unites the loner and the prostitute to embark on a life changing journey of retribution and self discovery.

Lovelorn Sunny turns misogynistic after Sandy, the only girl he loved walks away from his life, unannounced. He suffers painful solitude for almost two decades with the relentless haunting of her thoughts. A distressed friend Imran, vows to change his life forever. A surprise planned for his birthday turns into a tragedy that claims the life of his dear friend, triggering a series of unbelievable events. As Imran gets killed by a stranger, Sunny’s calm life suddenly turns into a turbulent storm. With nothing left to live for, vengeance becomes his ultimate mission. His reluctant alliance with a prostitute to trace the killer sets him onto a nerve racking adventure of life and death.

Both are bound to a common goal with different motives but destiny has its own motive. A walk in the rain is an intricate tale of intense emotions, driven by hair raising twists and turns.

The plot is knitted well but it was predictable. Although the meeting, separation, drama and everything was at the right place. The characters also helped in the plot construction.

This book talks about Human Trafficking, prostituition. These two issues are a blot on the society we live in. But circumstances force people to indulge in these activities and the sufferers have to go through so much because of this.

Saloni and Sunny are the protagonists of the novel. Sunny is a bitter, misogynistic man who hates the world. Even when he needs Saloni’s help, he can’t bring himself to trust her. Life has been hard on Saloni. In spite of her desperate straits, she manages to hold on to her small shred of self-respect. It is hard for Sunny to trust on someone as he had taken so much.

The writing style is simple, lucid and condensed. The use of flashbacks and prologue has made it beautiful. The thought process is loved by the readers. Its hard to believe that its author’s debut as he has comprehended the thoughts so well. This book deserves to be converted into a movie.

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Book Review of The Coffee and The Cola

The Coffee and The Cola by Kapil Muzumdar is a type of book that adds new flavourism in your life. The way the author has juggled with first person and third person narrative is exceptional. The concepts of Coffee and The Cola makes it appreciable.

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The cover of the book is average and has some artistic spots of brown coffee as if someone splashed the coffee or a water colour paint similar to coffee. The cover is related to the title but doesnt gives us any clue about the thought process of the author.

The title is unique and a person like me whose addicted to coffee is instantly in love with it. We surely some clue about it. As slowly the title and cover starts making sense to me.

The book has two plots which gets merged in the end. This concept of main plot and sub plot is slightly tricky as at times things get against the author but kuddos to the author as everything falls at right place. The story has a narrator who is author himself but he narrates about a dear one, protagonist, Rahul and about his life. Radha’s character has traits of coffee while Nora’s character has traits of Cola. All these combined together makes an interesting combination. Surely, the readers get bit confused with these cola and coffee concept but as you start reading you fell in love with the book. I must suggest that do grab a coffee while reading it.eh!

The characters are equally intriguing and binds the interest of the readers. The way the narrator talks about Rahul and his life story is impeccable. Rahul’s character is complex as he seems confused while deciding like what he wants in life. Radha or Nora? Both seems perfect. If Radha believes in eternal love then Nora believes in intimacy, physical love. Rahul is seen juggling between the two types of love. Whom he choose is the rest of the story and you better grab this book to know about it.

Radha is categorised as Coffee and Nora is categorised as Cola. Both serve as a foil to each other. THey both have their set of stories with Rahul and Rahul is the lead which links them to each other somewhere. Radha is ambitious and career oriented while the latter believes in enjoying life, partying and making love. These contrasting characters makes the plot construction strong.

The style of writing is poignant. The use of backstory, flashback and flash forward makes the book glow inceredibly. The author has even included himself in the story which makes sense when the author uses first person narrative blended with third person narrative style. The descriptions remain impersonal. The use of epistolar concept can also be noticed. The unique concept of stating the behaviour of coffee and cola in every chapter at the start. Also, some of the questions dance in my mind.

Was this story an account of author’s encounter or was it solely focussed on Rahul? And the question might sound spoiler so I will keep it preserved. I can generalise by saying that Meera’s character was mysterious. Although, the cover made sense according to its motive but I feel it could have been more better which might have attracted quick attention. I would surely recommend this book to the readers who are looking for unique concepts of writing.

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Spotlight of Finding Juliet by Toffee

 

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Toffee
 
Blurb
 
Arjun is an incredibly nice guy who believes in true love and is waiting for it with open arms. He falls in love, not once or twice, but thrice. And every single time, happiness – like the girls he fell for – comes very close to him before pushing him away. His only pillar of strength in all his moments of grief and dejection is his childhood friend Anjali. Dejected by the games played by girls and fate, he leaves Hyderabad for Bangalore and ends up meeting Krish, an irresistible flirt. 
 
Krish understands Arjun’s predicament, pacifies him with his words and enlightens him about the most complicated species ever created by God – Women. And then, Arjun’s life changes forever. Will Arjun find the one he has been waiting for, or will he end up becoming a flirt? Will he ever taste lasting happiness? Join Arjun as he tries to figure out women and discovers the meaning of love, lust and life… all in his journey of Finding Juliet.


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‘I have fucked you enough. Now you can fuck off!’ I said furiously, as I pushed her away from the bed.

‘You are such an asshole!’ she said, looking angrily at me as she stood up. Her cheeks were red with anger.

I saw her as she stood naked, with her hands on her hips. She was expecting me to say something, but I didn’t. It simply doubled her anger.

‘All you guys are the same. You want women only for sex,’ she stated furiously, pointing a finger at me.

I could have refuted her point easily and proved that she was being a hypocrite, given the fact that she had a boyfriend and yet she had slept with me a few moments ago. But I didn’t bother to respond and I just looked away from her. Disgusted, she let out a deep sigh and began picking up her undergarments, which were lying on the floor and started wearing them hurriedly. She moved towards the door where her black denims and purple tee were. She wore them in an instant and fished for her comb in her handbag. She brushed her hair and then wore the earrings I had removed before kissing her ears. She took some more time to get ready, gazing at herself in the mirror and adjusting everything, and I wondered how girls gave so much importance to their looks even during moments of distress.

Eventually, before leaving, she threw me a disgusting look and said, ‘I will never see your face again.’

‘Thank you. Now get lost,’ I said as she slammed the door shut.

After she left, I pondered over what had just happened and what had been happening in my life. ‘You shouldn’t have been so harsh on her’ – a soft voice from inside my heart said. But I strangulated it in an instant. I had lost enough in my life by listening to my heart.

Just a few moments ago, I was rolling in bed with Aditi, and after we came together, she began talking to me endlessly, like most girls do after sex. I was more interested in looking at the fan on the ceiling and wondering why it was spinning anticlockwise and not clockwise.

While talking, she had grazed her finger over my shoulder and moved it slowly towards my arms and said, ‘Behind these strong muscles, there is a weak heart, yearning to be loved and dying to be cared for. You can hide your pain from the world, Arjun, but not from me.’

That was when I had pushed her from my bed and I didn’t really understand why I had reacted so strongly. Was it because I had been hiding my true face from the world successfully all the while? No one had ever tapped the underlying guy inside me, except Krish. But when Aditi said those words, I became very defensive. The last thing I wanted was someone knowing about the void inside me.

I got up, splashed water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were crimson red. And even though I was nowhere near smiling, I saw an evil grin on my face. I splashed water once again and looked at myself. The grin grew wider and scarier. ‘How had I been and what have I become?’ I asked myself. I saw the image in the mirror once again. I couldn’t look at it and smashed the mirror with my hand. Pieces of glass got stuck on my knuckles. A big piece made a deep gash, but it didn’t hurt as much as the scars on my heart did.

I then riffled through the shelves to find weed – my temporary solution to permanent problems. I rolled a joint hastily and lighted it. After a few puffs, I felt feather-light and forgot everything that had been going on in my mind. Surreal images flashed in front of my eyes, and when I closed them, I saw myself waiting at the gates of heaven, even though I was, in fact, right in front of my bathroom door.

I tried to get in as I had to pee, but I tripped and fell on my face, my forehead hitting the tap find. The thud sound was what I remembered last, and I woke up to see myself lying on a hospital bed the next morning, with Anjali standing beside me.

 

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Toffee is a simple guy who loves the complications of life. He used to write code by the day and books by the night earlier. But currently, he is busy writing assignments and chasing deadlines in his Master’s in Business Analytics from the University of South Florida. Toffee loves narrating interesting stories with subtle insights. Through books, he wants to share beautiful stories, reach out to people and touch their hearts. Finding Juliet is his second book, written specially for India’s Generation-Y.

 

 

 

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