Book Review of Knitted Tales

Knitted Tales by Rubina Ramesh is a collection of short stories that has some deeper meaning. In these short stories Rubina has taken us to childhood, matured level and to extremely above all level. It is a journey where we feel mixed emotions overpowering us after reading every story.

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The cover of the ebook perfect as it says knitted which can be in form of a web. This gives us a positive touch. Further, The title is perfectly chosen as surely, these tales are knitted like those grannies knit the sweaters of a baby.

Stories at a glance:

A Secret in their Closet: This story talks about reincarnation which is believed in India where one comes back in another form. This is a heart touching story where the child reminds her parents of their sin.

Betrayal: This story is of a married couple where the wife betrays her husband because of his evil deeds. This talks of illicit relationships but in other way the reader might feel that the wife did the right thing.

Chiclets: It is a story with a deeper message of where the author talks about discrimination on the basis of race. The way the mother and child handles the situation in a positive way is the rest of the story.

Forgive Me, For I Have Sinned : This story highlights a topic that is treated as taboo in India and many other countries. It is considered as a sin if a brother falls for his sister. The use of epistolary technique adds essence to it.

Lolita: This is a story of the struggles of Lolita whose life changes in a bad way where she becomes Lolita, a sex worker from Lalita.

No Regrets: This is beautiful story of a husband wife whose dull life becomes interesting when the husband accidently reads the chat of his wife.

SuvarnaRekha: This story talks about Honour Killing where two lovers are not from caste are forced to commit suicide.

The Little Godmother: A Beautiful inspiring story that can change the minds of the people. This reminds us of Cinderalla’s story as we have that anecdote in it.

The Missing Staircase: A suspense story that keeps you in thoughts. It reminds us of our childhood and the memories shared woth our grandparents. It also give us a bit spooky feeling. A perfect role of stream of consciousness could be noticed.

The Other Woman: This story brings tears in our eyes. It is written from the point of view of the child which has its own essence.

Daddy, Hear Me Out : A story that reminds us of the time when we were struggling to do something and that calling in our life totally changed our life. The same happens in this story.

Cliffnotes: This is a complicated story which might confuse you but has a deeper meaning, if you get the knack then you get the story.

The author has beautifully expressed her feelings by taking up different sets of stories. The way she has handled such serious issues with an ease is appreciable. Many people might criticise her because of the unusual stories and their combinations, also the taboos dealt here but I feel atleast she dared to talk abot them with a different perspective and we all should respect her thoughts. The way she added the hindi words and their meanings in the end are the best as it is of great help to those readers who are naive to Hindi.

Grab the ebook from amazon: https://www.amazon.in/Knitted-Tales-collection-Rubina-Ramesh-ebook/dp/B01M6UV0DK?_encoding=UTF8&keywords=knitted%20Tales%20by%20Rubina%20Ramesh&qid=1482319730&ref_=sr_1_1&sr=8-1

About the Author

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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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Book Review of The Way She Loved

The Way She Loved is a typical love saga penned by Nitin Kumar. This book has an extraordinary way of showing love. It is believed that some show love on face while some love but others never come to know about their love. This story celebrates love in the most unique way.

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Cover- The cover of the book has amazing colours which reminds us of the setting sun. This colour scheme gives us a gesture that every setting sun has a rising morning. Hence, the cover surely takes away the hearts of the readers.

Title- The title mesmerises the readers and this gives us a glimpse about the main focus of the story i.e Love at its best.

Blurb- Every relationship has ups and downs. But, only those relationships that sustain separation and pain will stand the test of time.

Ayush, a small town boy, falls in love with Arpita who is older than him and already has a boyfriend. After much struggle, he succeeds in getting into a relationship with her. They fall in love but end up going their separate ways.

Ayush is deeply affected by the breakup and is plagued by unanswered questions.

What were the reasons behind Arpita’s change in behavior? Did she really love him? Would he learn to live with the pain?

Does Ayush come to understand The Way She Loved?

Plot- The plot is simple, common and still binds the attention of the readers. The story progresses in a steady way. The story revolves around Ayush, who happens to be a small boy and falls madly in love with Arpita, a girl older than him. The way their relationship meets its destination is the rest of the story.

Theme- The main theme to focus on is love and only love. But it has many perspectives of love. It surely gives us an idea about love, sacrifice.

Characterisation- The author has beautifully delineated his characters. Ayush is an interestung character who loves Arpita from the core of his heart and does every possible thing to be with her. On the other hand, Arpita is a complex character who is difficult to understand but the end part surely makes us fall for her.

Style- The style of writing is simple, lucid and condensed. The way the author has used the technique of omniscient narrative is mindblowing. Some of the sentences are much appreciated like :

“Everything happens for a reason but you need to is convert it into a good one.”

Last but not the least, the editing could have been better. But as a first time writer, it is a wonderful job.

 

 

Version of Departing Soul…

Hello Readers,

I guess I have never written this kind of writeup since the day I started writing. I hope I do some justice to it. Do give me your honest feedbacks.

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A shayari popped up in my head :

ankahe dhaagon mei baandh gya koi

ki vo saath bhi nhi

or hum azaad bhi nahi

 

P.S- I lost a loved one and maybe that made me write what I never wrote before. I miss you Madhu Aunty. I know you will never be back but you are around us and giving us all those hints in those forms. I can feel you and yes, we all are trying to be okay. We miss you badly. Love you so much.. May your soul Rest in Peace!

Author’s Note: This story got published by Book Array in their book Frozen Emotions. Due to copyright issues, this story has been removed. To read the story Pre- order the Book:

http://www.amazon.in/dp/8193298705/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1482127892&sr=8-1&keywords=Frozen+Emotions

 

Rains Series : Part1

It was a pleasant day. I decided to go to an exhibition with my dad. The exhibition was boring and I was lost in myself. I had no interest in what that sales girl was telling me about a certain piece of cloth named PLAZo. She was enthusiastic and I was least interested. I was unable to concentrate anywhere because my mind was lost in him. I told my dad to drop me to my class and he agreed to it. We were on activa and don’t know from where, it began to rain heavily. Dad stopped the activa near a bus stop. There were some people who were already standing there. We occupied the nearest available chairs. My salwar was completely soaked in water and I hugged myself tightly. I noticed a familiar face gazing at me. He had worn black shirt and blue denims. It was him. I saw him after two long years. He looked changed. He had put on some weight. I wanted to wave but guilt overpowered me. A drop of tear rolled down my cheek. I had turned my face and began to notice rain. I was looking at the rain and somwhere, his eyes were not leaving my sight, waiting for the answers of his unasked questions. But, I had no strengths to face him.

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My dad shifted all his stuff in a plastic bag that he always carried. He looked towards me and said,”The rain is not going to stop for the next two hours. So you get an auto and go to your French class since you are getting late.”  I agreed to his suggestion and nodded. He looked for some auto. He looked for some autos and their he got one. My dad and he, both called for the same auto. I sat there and he was too there with me in that auto. I was in a state of tabula rasa and my mind was bugging me with so many questions, ” What if he asked me? What if he hates me now?” Suddenly there was a bump on th road and I was about to fell when he pulled me towards him. I was breathing heavily and my wet black-blonde hair were on his face. He met my black eyes and we both were lost in each other. After some nano seconds he carefully tucked one strand of hair behind my ear and whispered,” You still look beautiful and your heart even today beats for me. Your silence gave all my answers.” I was taken aback and kept flaunting his innocent eyes. The auto stopped and it was his destination. He stepped out and went away in the right direction. I kept looking at him till he was out of my sight. My heart was bleeding with pain. I wanted to call him but couldn’t. He was my past  which was like rain, that comes, makes you wet and goes. After that the rain stopped. I reached my class but still I could feel his warmth and his hypnotic voice.

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