Goodreads Challenge – 2019

Hello readers and bloggers, The year is almost over in, what feels like, the blink of an eye. And with that, we are at the end of our time for completing the Goodreads annual reading challenge. I have been struggling to make ends meet as I fell out of my reading routine the past couple... Continue Reading →

On Bookish Giveaways…

I love books but can't say the same for giveaways. And that is because of the few instances in the past when I've entered in giveaways but never made it. My lack of interest thereafter was profound, and not because I never won, but because I came to a calculated conclusion that one had to... Continue Reading →

How do you choose a book to read?

If you are a voracious reader like me, there is no end to how many times you'll get this asked by fellow readers, book lovers, and the likes. Not exaggerating. Seriously! Not boasting either. Honestly! I have no one way to answer this. But with the increasing number of times I am asked this; now... Continue Reading →

Serious Men – An Excerpt

‘I am sorry,’ Acharya said, ‘I could not see you last night.’ ‘There is some progress with the cryosampler,’ she said, and gave him a print-out of an email. And that was how she was in the days that followed. Something in her was dead. He could see it in her eyes. The way she... Continue Reading →

The Tattooist of Auschwitz – An Excerpt

Baretski begins to tease Lale about the note and how he must have lost his touch with the ladies. Lale ignores his teasing, asks him if he’s read any good books lately. ‘Books? I don’t read books,’ Baretski mutters. ‘You should.’ ‘Why? What good are books?’ ‘You can learn a lot from them, and girls... Continue Reading →

David Copperfield – An Excerpt

I don’t remember who was there, except Dora. I have not the least idea what we had for dinner, besides Dora. My impression is, that I dined off Dora, entirely, and sent away half-a-dozen plates untouched. I sat next to her. I talked to her. She had the most delightful little voice, the gayest little... Continue Reading →

The Last Mughal: An Excerpt

I have now divided my time between London and Delhi for over twenty years, and the Indian capital remains my favourite city. Above all it is the city’s relationship with its past which continues to intrigue me: of the great cities of the world, only Rome, Istanbul and Cairo can even begin to rival Delhi... Continue Reading →

A Man called Ove – An Excerpt

Ove was, well, Ove was Ove. Something the people around her also kept telling Sonja. He’d been a grumpy old man since he started elementary school, they insisted. And she could have someone so much better. Maybe he didn’t write her poems or serenade her with songs or come home with expensive gifts. But he... Continue Reading →

Goodbye 2018!

More than half of the year passed by within the blink of an eye. Rest half of it was spent traveling through some of the most beautiful canvases of the country. All in all, I can't say if I am happy or sad. It's a neutral ground I find myself in. I dig my heart... Continue Reading →

In Arabian Nights: An Excerpt

“People think I am a writer,' he would say, 'and when they think that they are missing the point. I write things down but the writing is just a tool. It's nothing more than ink arranged over a surface of wood pulp. If they had real insight, they would see that I am really a... Continue Reading →

The Godfather: An Excerpt

“For the second time he saw Michael Corleone’s face freeze into a mask that resembled uncannily the Don’s. “Tom, don’t let anybody kid you. It’s all personal, every bit of business. Every piece of shit every man has to eat every day of his life is personal. They call it business. OK. But it’s personal... Continue Reading →

The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out of the Window and Disappeared: An Excerpt

You might think he could have made up his mind earlier, and been man enough to tell others of his decision. But Allan Karlsson had never been given to pondering things too long. So the idea had barely taken hold in the old man’s head before he opened the window of his room on the... Continue Reading →

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