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Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Cover Jacket: A Week In December by Sebastian Faulks

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So yesterday I went to this huge book sale at Churchgate, Mumbai, which was more like a books by weight event. And I came back richer by 10 books!!! :)

I had never heard about the author Sebastian Faulks, nor had I heard about the book, but I saw this beautiful cover and realized its a book called A Week In December. The cover jacket looked incredibly beautiful and the description looked super interesting. I've already started reading it and am sure I'll finish it very soon....it's quite interesting to say the least.

So yes, here's a look at the description at the back cover..


London, the week before Christmas 2007. Seven wintry days to track the lives of seven characters; a hedge fund manager trying to bring off the biggest trade of his career; a professional footballer recently arrived from Poland; a young lawyer with little work and too much time to speculate; a student who has been led astray by Islamic theory; a hack book-reviewer; a schoolboy hooked on skunk and reality TV; and a Tube driver whose Circle Line train joins these and countless other lives together in a daily loop. With daring skill, the novel pieces together the complex patterns and crossings of modern urban life, and the group is forced, one by one, to confront the true nature of the world they inhabit. Sweeping, satirical, Dickensian in scope, A Week In December is a thrilling state of the nation novel from a master of literary fiction.


Praise for the book:

'During times of momentous change, men of letter are driven to produce works that fictionalise the state of the nation, linking individuals with historic events. The 19th century gives us Thackeray's Vanity Fair, Dickens's Our Mutual Friend and Trollope's The Way We Live Now; the 21st has given us Sebastian Faulks's A Week In December' - Sunday Times

'A compelling tale of contemporary London' - Guardian

'Hilarious....The satire is so vicious that at times it's like reading a Tom Sharpe novel.' - Daily Telegraph

'Perfectly constructed...a pleasure to read.' - Sunday Telegraph

- Debolina Raja

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Sneaky Peeky Sundays: Silenced by Kristina Ohlsson

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This is the first book I am reading by the author Kristina Ohlsson and yes, I know for a fact that I will check out all her other works and read them. The reason I picked up Silenced by Kristina Ohlsson is because she is a Swedish author and the book is in the thriller/crime genre. The other Swedish author I have read and absolutely loved is Steig Larrson, and obviously I have loved his Millennium trilogy, which included the books - The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, The Girl Who Played With Fire and The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest. So I definitely wanted to read more books by Swedish authors. And am I in love !!!!!

I am halfway through the book almost and am absolutely loving it, so here's the page I am on now...


not like that with Lena. She's 'mine' in an entirely different way. And I'm hers. We shall always be together.
 Psychologist: Always? Is that the way you feel today?
 Alex (forcefully): That's the way I've always felt. For as long as I've known her. We shall always be together.
 Psychologist: Does the thought of that make you feel secure or stressed?
 Alex: Secure. If I woke up tomorrow and she wasn't there I wouldn't be able to go on. She's my best friend and the only woman I've loved unconditionally.

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

I'm Not A Show Off, I Just Love To Read

Those who know me personally know that I am never ever without a book. No matter where I am, traveling, at home, at work, or even going out to meet friends, I almost always have one or two books with me, depending on the size of my handbag. Of course I also end up holding books in my arms and hugging them to my chest :)

The other day I was standing at my building's gate, waiting to pick up my younger one and of course reading. What else am I supposed to do just standing and waiting???? I know these looks I get from people walking by - what is she doing standing here and reading!? why is she reading!? who is she trying to show off to!? has she totally lost it???

and come on, I don't really give an explanation any more. everyone has the fingers, and I have too, and even if I don't necessarily have to hold up my hand to their face, I can still do it mentally and by sharing a stare down, isn't it? ;)

That said, I was telling my friend how this woman gave me a weird look when I stood reading, as if I was spooking her out with my red-tinted hair, my big tattoos and my reading on the street. And how I had stared back at her and given her a top to bottom lookie...

My friend said that if he didn't know me personally or didn't know any better, he would have thought I am a show-off....

Hmmmm..... that was pretty unsettling. I would have never thought people think like that... As in, someone on their own, reading away to happiness, how is that being a show off?

But yes, I do get it that not everyone likes to read, and may find it weird when someone seems to be engrossed in books all the time....

Well, just too bad for them then. I'm happy in my own sweet bookish world, the lesser real people the better for me.

And while at it, let me show off a bit by saying how well I am doing on my Goodreads challenge for 2017...am already about 6 books done for my 100 books reading challenge for the year :)

So yayayayayayaaaayyyyyy ;)

- Debolina Raja

Monday, January 2, 2017

The Virgin's Lover by Philippa Gregory: First Page Mondays

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Anyone who has been on this blog earlier knows that I absolutely love Philippa Gregory and her books, especially her historical fictions, the ones that are based on the Tudor dynasty. So here's another from the same series, of course you can easily read them as stand-alone books and don't necessarily have to follow it as a series.

I bought it on Amazon, so you too can check out the link shared above to get the best deals. And yes, as it is difficult to find her books in India, I always end up buying them on Amazon.

As of now, here's the first page of the book The Virgins' Lover by Philippa Gregory. I just started reading it this morning and am only a few pages in, but can already tell you that it's an absolutely interesting one, as with all her other books. Enjoy...


Autumn 1558

All the bells in Norfolk were ringing for Elizabeth, pounding the peal into Amy's head, first the treble bell screaming out like a mad woman, and then the whole agonising, jangling sob till the great bell boomed a warning that the whole discordant carillon was about to shriek out again. She pulled the pillow over her head to shut out the sound, and yet still it went on, until the rooks abandoned their nests and went streaming into the skies, tossing and turning in the wind like a banner of ill omen, and the bats left the belfry like a plume of black smoke as if to say that the world was upside down now, and day should be forever night.

 Amy did not need to ask what the racket was for; she already knew. At last, poor sick Queen Mary had died, and Princess Elizabeth was the uncontested heir. Praise be. Everyone in England should rejoice. The Protestant princess had come to the throne and would be England's queen. All over the country people would be ringing bells for joy, striking kegs of ale, dancing in the streets, and throwing open prison doors. The English had their Elizabeth at last, and the fear-filled days of Mary Tudor could be forgotten. Everyone in England was celebrating.

 Everyone but Amy.

 The peals, pounding Amy into wakefulness, did not bring her.......

- Debolina Raja

Monday, December 26, 2016

First Page Mondays: Let It Snow Three Holiday Romances: The Jubilee Express by Maureen Johnson, Cheertastic Christmas Miracle by John Green, The Patron Saint of Pigs by Lauren Myracle

After reading a few John Green books and liking them a lot, it was obvious I would pick this up. Saw this at a street shop and brought it home just two days before Christmas. So here's a quick look at the first page of Let It Snow by John Green, Maureen Johnson and Lauren Myracle.

The Jubilee Express by Maureen Johnson

It was the night before Christmas.

Well, to be more precise, it was the afternoon before Christmas. But before I take you into the beating heart of the action, let's get one thing out of the way. I know from experience that if it comes up later, it will distract you so much that you won't be able to concentrate on anything else I tell you.

 My name is Jubilee Dougal. Take a moment and let it sink in.

See, when you get it up front, it's not that bad. Now imagine I was halfway through some long story (like I'm about to be), and I dropped that one on you. "By the way, my name is Jubilee." You wouldn't know what to do next.

 I realize Jubilee is a bit of a stripper name. You probably think I have heard the call of the pole. But no. If you saw me, you'd get the idea pretty quickly that I'm not a stripper (I.......


Cheertastic Christmas Miracle by John Green

JP and the Duke and I were four movies in to our James Bond marathon when my mother called home for the sixth time in five hours. I didn't even glance at the caller ID. I knew it was Mom. The Duke rolled her eyes and paused the movie. "Does she think you're going somewhere? There's a blizzard."

 I shrugged and picked up the phone.

 "No luck," Mom said. In the background, a loud voice droned on about the importance of securing the homeland.

 "Sorry Mom. That sucks."

 "This is ridiculous!" she shouted. "We can't get a flight to anywhere, let alone home." They'd been stuck in Boston for three days. Doctors' conference. She was getting kind of despondent about the whole Christmas-in-Boston thing. It....


The Patron Saint of Pigs by Lauren Myracle

Being me sucked. Being me on this supposedly gorgeous night, with the supposedly gorgeous snow looming in five-foot drifts outside my bedroom window, double-sucked. Add the fact that today was Christmas, and my score was up to triple-suck. And add the sad, aching, devastating lack of Jeb, and ding ding ding! The bell at the top of the Suckage Meter couldn't ring any louder.

 Instead of jingle bells, I had suckage bells. Lovely.

 Well, aren't you a merry little figgy pudding I said to myself, wishing Dorrie and Tegan would hurry up and get here. I didn't know what figgy pudding was, but it sounded like the sort of dish that sat cold and alone at the end of the buffet table because no one wanted it. Like me. Cold and alone and probably lumpish.

- Debolina Raja

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Sneaky Peeky Sunday: A Spot Of Bother by Mark Haddon

The first book I read by #MarkHaddon was The Curious Case Of The Dog In The Night Time, and yes, I was bowled over! I was literally rushing through the book to reach the end and just see what was going on....If you haven't read it yet, I definitely would recommend you do. And you'll not be upset about it :)

So when I saw this book by the same author, I picked it up without hesitating a minute. Its called A Spot Of Bother and here's the page I am on now...just started reading though.

"I don't care what you think dad." Katie was marching up and down the patio waving her arms like a mad person in a film. "It's my life. I'm going to marry Ray whether you like it or not."

 Precisely where George was, or what he was doing, it was hard to tell.

 "You have no idea. No idea. Ray is kind. Ray is sweet. And you're entitled to your own opinions. But if you try and stop this we'll just do it ourselves, OK?"

 She seemed to be staring at the ground. Surely George wasn't lying down?

 When he ran out of the room, Jean assumed he'd spilled custard on his trousers or smelled gas and Katie had simply jumped to conclusions. Which was par for the course. But clearly something more serious was happening, and it worried her.

 "Well?" asked Katie from the far side of the glass.

 There was no answer that Jean could hear.

 "Jesus. I give in."

 Katie vanished from the window and there were footsteps down the side of the house. Jean whipped open the fridge door and grabbed a carton of milk. Katie burst through the door, hissed "What is wrong with that man?" and strode down the hallway.

 Jean replaced the milk and waited for George to reappear. When he didn't, she put the kettle on and went outside.

 He was sitting on the patio with his back against the wall and his finger pressed to his eyes, looking for all the world like that Scottish man who drank cider and slept on the grass outside the magistrate's court.

 "George?" she bent down in front of him.

 He took his hands away from his face, "Oh, it's you."

- Debolina Raja

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Exile by Taslima Nasreen: An Excerpt

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what i had thought to be my city had never been mine. rather, it belongs to the wily politicians, the dishonest businessmen, the smugglers of women, the pimps, the scoundrels. it belongs to the rapists. it's a city that belongs to people who will not bat an eyelid when someone is murdered, raped or tortured; people who live behind masks, who can casually walk by starving people, who can cross over dead beggars on the pavement, who run at the slightest whiff of danger despite living in houses built of lies. it's a city of people drunk on fantasies of this world and the next, a city of astrologers, con artists and opportunists.

this can never be my city, this city of thugs, liars, cheats and narrow-minded, selfish zealots. in their city, there are only a few of us left who think, who are rational, who protest; a few decent, honest people living in perpetual fear.

i am stranded amidst soldiers with guns. they don't know me, and they keep staring at the unarmed woman from time to time. they cannot fathom the reason for me being here. i may not have the dirt and the grime, the tattered clothes, the wild, unkempt hair, but they can still sense the shackles on my feet, the ones that keep me at bay. i can see this terrible awareness in their eyes, an awareness that their guns and boots inspire fear. it hurts them that i am not afraid, and i have no right to hurt them i suppose. perhaps they will send word to their masters - that i am not afraid, that i am trying to break teh chains. surely the authorities will hang me. they will fix the date and throw me a feast of fish and prawns.

 what if i tell them i don't want to eat! what if i don't sigh even once at the gallows! what if i can be fearless even after they tighten the noose around my neck!


each one of you must try to find out what is wrong with me. go on, tell me what it is. you have to, or something horrible will happen to you! tell me why you have banished me! have i caused an epidemic somwhere? have children died, or women been raped, or have there been mass executions? there must have been strong reasons for sending me into exile! unless you can find that perfect reason, unless you can show the world the true face of the monster, will you be able to forgive yourself? perhaps even i would be able to breathe easy knowing what i have done. perhaps then i would be able to come to terms with my exile. i want to know what i have done; i want to embrace you again, knowing you were only ever looking out for me.

 tell me why you have cast me out of society. tell me about my crime, so that it can absolve yours. find the perfect reason for having brought back the Dark Ages or would you rather have history frown at you in disapproval? and if you cannot tell me what my crime was, if not for my sake then at least for yours, let me go.

Taslima Nasrin

- Debolina Raja

Monday, December 5, 2016

First Page Mondays: Library Of Souls By Ransom Riggs (Third Book In The Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children Trilogy

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Finally I have the third and final book in the Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children trilogy by Ransom Riggs. I was waiting for long to get Library Of Souls, and now that I have it, I am not sure I want to read it right away and finish the story...I'm gonna miss them all :(

Anyway, I know for a fact that the book is going to be amazing. In fact, I loved the movie based on the first novel, and I felt that it shared the story on screen just the way I had imagined and visualized it. Loved it :) !!!!!

Without further ado, here's a look at the first page from the book Library Of Souls by Ransom Riggs.

The monster stood not a tongue's length away, eyes fixed on our throats, shriveled brain crowded with fantasies of murder. Its hunger for us charged the air. Hollows are born lusting after the souls of peculiars, and here we were arrayed before it like a buffet: bite-sized Addison bravely standing his ground at my feet, tail at attention; Emma moored against me for support, still too dazed from the impact to make more than a match flame; our backs laddered against the wrecked phone booth. Beyond our grim circle, the underground station looked like the aftermath of a nightclub bombing. Steam from burst pipes shrieked forth in ghostly curtain. Splintered monitors swung broken-necked from the ceiling. A sea of shattered glass spread all the way to the tracks, flashing in the hysterical strobe of red emergency lights like an arc-wide disco ball. We were boxed in, a wall hard to one side and glass shin-deep on the other, two strides from a creature whose only natural instinct was to disassemble us - and yet it made no move to close the gap. It seemed rooted to the floor, swaying on its heels like a drunk or a sleepwalker, death's head drooping, its tongues a nest of snakes I'd charmed to sleep.

 Me. I'd done that. Jacob Portman, boy nothing from Nowhere, Florida. It was not currently murdering us - this horror made of gathered dark and nightmares harvested from sleeping children - because I had asked it not to. Told it in no uncertain terms to unwrap its tongue from around my neck. Back off, I'd said. Stand, I'd said - in a language made of sounds I hadn't known a human mouth could........

- Debolina Raja

Monday, November 28, 2016

What Light by Jay Asher: First Page Mondays

I received this beautiful book as a review copy from PanMacmillan and am almost done. If you haven't already heard about Jay Asher, you should definitely read 13 Reasons Why. That was the first Jay Asher book I read and that is what made me pick this one, What Light, for review.

The book is in the YA genre and is an absolute delight. Review will come up soon as I am about to finish it. For now, here's a look at the first page.


"I hate this time of year," Rachel says. "I'm sorry Sierra, I'm sure I say that a lot, but it's true."

 Morning mist blurs the entrance of our school at the far end of the lawn. We stay on the cement pathway to avoid damp spots in the grass, but Rachel's not complaining about the weather.

 "Please don't do this," I say. "You'll make me cry again. I just want to get through this week without - "

 "But it's not a week!" she says, "It's two days. Two days until Thanksgiving break, and then you leave for a whole month again. More than a month!"

 I hug Rachel's arm as we continue walking. Even though I'm the one leaving for another holiday season far from home, Rachel pretends like it's her world that gets turned........


- Debolina Raja

Monday, November 21, 2016

The Green Room by Wendell Rodricks: First Page Mondays

I love all things fashion and style and beauty, and it is no secret that I love biographies and memoirs a lot as well. So when I first heard about The Green Room by Wendell Rodricks, I was sure I was going to read it. It's just that I never got down to picking it up somehow. On a chance trip to a bookstore in Goa (of all places!!!), I spotted the book, and grabbed it up immediately.

I have just about started reading it now, been a month that I got it home. And must say I am enjoying every bit. So without further ado, here's a look at the first page.



What assails the olfactory sense is immediately obvious even to the uninitiated. The overpowering makeup and hairspray top notes clash with the musty odour of black fabric which creates walled spaces. Repeatedly stretched out through a thousand shows, the black screens are moats - to protect the princessess of the ramp from the outside world. There are also hints of nail colour and perfume, sharp notes of white wine, forbidden nicotine traces, and always a lingering notion that there is dust and dirt clawing at the edges. Inhabitants of the green room learn quickly to never touch the wall. Nor lean against the roughly hewn wooden boards. They are so dangerous that splinters can lodge deep into skin if one foolishly dares grasp them. It is always dim backstage. Seasone models and designers develop night vision - carefully picking their way through backdrop supporters, slippery acrylic entryways, floors moistened with dew and a snake pit of electric wires slithering on the floor.

 No one belongs here except beautiful mannequins, makeup and hair armies, dressers culled from local fashion schools and the designer's team. Designers showing a collection at a particular time slot colonize the green room for 'their hour.' However close the friendship between them, the entry of others into the green room during 'their hour' is frowned upon. Should a hapless tailor, steam press man or technician cross the hallowed threshold of the sanctum sanctorum, he is greeted with flashing, angry kohled eyes and half-naked models shrieking in unison: 'Get out get out! What the hell is going on! Who the fuck is this guy? Kya kar raha hai idhar? What are you doing here? Bahar jao!' The .....


- Debolina Raja

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Ideal By Ayn Rand: Sneaky Peeky Sunday

Found this amazing book at #Crossword Pune and couldn't resist picking it up immediately. So here's the page I am on now. Take a look.


understood? Silence. Do not answer any questions on the lot or outside. Avoid all references to this morning's papers.
SALZER: Us the papers should avoid!
FARROW: They haven't said much so far. It's only rumours. Idle gossip.
CLAIRE: But it's all over town! Hints, whispers, questions. If I could see any point in it, I'd say someone was spreading it intentionally.
FARROW: Personally, I do not believe the story for a minute. However, I want all the information you can give me. I take it that none of you has seen Miss Gonda since yesterday?

 (The others shrug hopelessly, shaking their heads)

SALZER: If the papers couldn't find her, we can't.
FARROW: Had she mentioned to any of you that she was going to have dinner with Granton Sayers last night?
CLAIRE: When has she ever told anyone anything?
FARROW: Did you notice anything suspicious in her behaviour when you saw her last?
MCNITT:I should say I did! I thought at the time it was damn funny! Yesterday morning it was. I drove up to her beach home and there she was, out at sea, tearing through the rocks in a motorboat till I thought I'd have heart failure watching it.
SALZER: My god, that's against our contracts!
MCNITT: What? My having heart failure?
SALZER: To hell with you! Gonda driving her motorboat!
MCNITT: Try and stop her! So she climbs up to the road, finally, all wet all over. "You'll get killed someday" I say to her, and she looks straight at me and she says "That won't make any difference to me" she says, "nor to anyone else anywhere."

- Debolina Raja

Monday, September 26, 2016

Fellside By M R Carey: First Page Mondays

Thanks to my wonderful friend Reshma for bringing this sweet gift for me :) happiness galore when a bookworm receives a book that is not picked by self, but is a thought-out gift :) aha....

So yes, I did read the debut novel by the author M R Carey, and sorry to say, I had absolutely not liked it. In fact, it was so much of a disconnect that it was one of those books I gave up after trying twice. But this, Fellside, seems a different sorts altogether. For starters, it is really interesting.

I have only now started reading it, and am just about a few pages into the book, but I am loving it nonetheless. The fact that it is a thriller and keeps you moving through the pages is what I'm really enjoying. So without further ado, here's what the first page has, and may give you a better idea of whether or not you want to pick it up at your next trip to the bookstore.


  It's a strange thing to wake up not knowing who you are.

 Jess Moulson - not thinking of herself by that name or any other - found herself lying in white sheets in a white room, overwhelmed by memories that were predominantly red and yellow and orange. The colours merging and calving endlessly, out of control, billowing heat at her like she'd opened an oven door too quickly and caught the full blast.

 Someone had just been talking to her with some urgency. She remembered the voices, low but coming from right up against her face.

 Her face..... Now she thought about it, her face felt very strange. She tried to ask one of the women in white who came and went why this was, but she couldn't open her mouth very far, and, when she did, she wasn't able to make anything happen beyond a few clicks and rasping sounds which hurt her in coming out.

 The woman leaned in close and spoke very softly. She was younger and prettier than Jess but still managed to wear an air of authority. For a moment, Jess didn't even have any kind of reference point for what this person might be. A nurse or doctor......

- Debolina Raja

Monday, August 22, 2016

#FirstPageMondays : Behind Closed Doors By B A Paris

While browsing some other books on Amazon, I came across a recommendation for Behind Closed Doors by B A Paris, and trust me, am almost done.... and yes, I do recommend it you read it if you love a thriller, and if you've loved Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn.


Here's a look at the first page.

The champagne bottle knocks against the marble kitchen counter, making me jump. I glance at Jack, hoping he won’t have noticed how nervous I am. He catches me looking and smiles.

“Perfect,” he says softly.

Taking my hand, he leads me to where our guests are waiting. As we go through the hall, I see the flowering lily Diane and Adam brought us for our garden. It’s such a beautiful pink that I hope Jack will plant it where I’ll be able to see it from the bedroom window. Just thinking of the garden makes tears well up from deep inside me and I swallow them down quickly. With so much at stake tonight, I need to concentrate on the here and now.

 In the sitting room, a fire burns steadily in the antique grate. We’re well into March but there’s still a nip in…..

- Debolina Raja

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Love, Loss, and What We Ate : A Memoir by Padma Lakshmi: Review


I always wanted to read Love, Loss, and What We Ate: A Memoir by Padma Lakshmi ever since I heard she was writing it. I haven't really been seeing much of her work, but I did see one of her travel shows a long time back, and then again saw her in the cooking show on television. And of course the fact that she was famously married to author Salman Rushdie was also a chief reason to read more about it.

Other than that, the fact that the book was also going to somehow revolve around food was quite intriguing. I mean, I would not have associated Padma Lakshmi as someone whose memoir would include food in a big way. So that was also quite the curiosity angle there.

And if you have not yet read about the book at all, let me tell you this - it is a delicious, tangy, spicy, sweet, sour, appetizing and really aromatic memoir - yes, I used the word 'aromatic' to describe a book, and there's ample reason to do so :) 

A Quick Look At What The Book Is About: The Book Cover

Thursday, June 30, 2016

When I End Up With Books Instead Of My Clothes Shopping!


So I was in dire need of clothes, and that was exactly why I traveled in the crazy Mumbai traffic and went to that land where no sane person does - okay, let's admit it - no 'sane' means the people who aren't like me. I of course like to shop at sales, being a cheapo makes more sense to me than being an ass ;) hehehehehe sorry that was a bad one, do not ignore though ;)

Gosh I am really bored and seem to have gone off my mental levels here. Rambling on and on!

So the point is, I went with a very specific reason to the mall, to get myself some clothes, especially some good pairs of shorts, for those lovely beach trips I do or imagine doing, and there, this is all I bought - 3 books. That's it!


The books of course are amazing ones, which is why I bought them...

The White Princess by Philippa Gregory

Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

The Color Purple by Alice Walker

I'm done reading both The Color Purple and The White Princess, and both are amazing reads of course! If you've ever liked anything related to history and the many conspiracies and smart plannings that went on in royal families, The White Princess is something you'll love. And in fact, one of your favourite author may very well be Philippa Gregory!

Do check out some of her books to see what she writes on - I can vouch for the interesting reads myself!

So if you see me in rags the next time, be charitable and take me shopping ;)

- Debolina Raja

Saturday, June 18, 2016

The Danish Girl by David Ebershoff

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Quite unusually, I first got to know about The Danish Girl by David Ebershoff when the movie came out and I read about the same. Obviously it was too interesting to give up, so I watched the trailer and decided that I had to read the book.

The most interesting thing about the book, as you can probably guess from the cover image, is the fact that it talks about a real person who discovered his sexuality, much after he had already made some important choices in life. Also, as the book is based upon real events, it makes it all the more interesting. It is inspired by the real life events of Lili Elbe, who was one of the first person ever to undergo a sex reassignment surgery.

The Story
The story revolves around a couple, Einar and Gerda, both artists who fell in love and got married. While Einar is a successful painter, Gerda is still struggling to find a foothold in the world of art. Gerda specializes in making portraits, and one day, when her subject does not turn up, she requests her husband, Einar, to wear the woman's costume and pose. Initially Einar is skeptical and

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

A Sudden And Quick Book Haul

So here was another just like that book purchase while I was waiting to meet a friend, and ended up in front of a book store. Well, who can blame me, right? Grrrr......

The books I picked up to bring home with me are:

Kingdom's End by Saadat Hasan Manto
The Good Earth by Pearl S. Buck
The Monogram Murders (originally by Agatha Christie) by Sophie Hannah
Love Loss And What We Ate by Padma Lakshmi  

- Debolina Raja

Monday, February 22, 2016

Disclaimer By Renee Knight: First Page Mondays


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Okay so I've been hooked on to quite a few thrillers of late and just can't seem to get enough. And this is one of the latest I have got, in fact, it arrived in the mail just today morning and I can't wait to devour it. Will jump in right when I have finished the huge book I am reading right now (can't wait to finish and gobble this up!!)

So here is the first page for you, and if you haven't about this book yet, let me just tell you that if you liked Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn (I am yet to meet someone who hasn't liked that one!), you should definitely give this one a try.

Spring 2013

Catherine braces herself, but there is nothing left to come up. She grips the cold enamel and raises her head to look in the mirror. The face that looks back at her is not the one she went to bed with. She has seen this face before and hoped never to see it again. She studies herself in this new harsh light and wets a flannel, wiping her mouth then pressing it against her eyes as if she can extinguish the fear in them.

'Are you OK?'

Her husband's voice startles her. She hoped he would stay asleep. Leave her alone.

'Better now,' she lies, switching off the light. Then she lies again. 'Must have been last night's take-away.' She turns to him, a shadow in the dead-hour light.

'Go back to bed. I'm fine,' she whispers. He is more asleep than awake, yet still he reaches out and puts his hand on her shoulder.

 'You sure?'

- Debolina Raja

Monday, January 25, 2016

First Page Mondays: Breaking Butterflies By M Anjelais


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The reason I picked up the book was the cover art of course. If you could guess, it's a take on the butterfly test that most psychologists use to understand their clients. The test is also known as the Butterfly Ink Test or the Rorschach Test.

I got the idea of the book right then as I looked at the cover, and much as I anticipated, I finished the entire book, all of 257 pages, in one sitting at night....just couldn't put it down and there were so many things in the story that did remind of some personal experiences I have been through.....

Without further ado, here's what the first page reads...and yes....I definitely do recommend you read this one..


When my mother was a little girl, she walked to the playground by herself every day after school. I can picture it easily; photos of her as a child are almost indistinguishable from photos of me when I was little. I used to look at her old yellow-edged school photographs a lot. My mother had a shy, quiet look, a round face, and the same straight brown hair I used to have, though in every picture hers was pulled back from her forehead in two tight little pigtails.

 She was lonely when she was little. No one ever asked her to play; she was the clumsy one whom nobody sensible wanted on their team, the timid one who was too chicken to climb on top of the monkey bars. It was the same for me. While other children swirled over the jungle gym and slides in a frenzy of make-believe and hide-and-seek, I would sit by the swings on my own, kicking at the dust. We were two of a kind when we were really young, I can tell. But that was before she met Leigh, and long before I learned how to be strong.

 I don't know much about what happened before Leigh, about the lonely time. All that was a vague prologue; ..............................

- Debolina Raja

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Aarushi By Avirook Sen: Sneaky Peeky Sunday

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After a lot of deliberation and thinking about whether or not I really wanted to read it, I did finally pick up the book Aarushi by Avirook Sen. 

The only reason I was interested in this version of the entire Aarushi event was because Avirook Sen's reporting was the only sensible and real journalistic account that was coming out during the entire episode through the years the particular crime incidence took the Indian media hostage. His was also the one that did not try to present it after sensationalizing it more and shared it as it was.

While it's a sad book nonetheless, it does show how the media and the 'agencies' that were behind the investigation made a mockery of the entire event.

Here is the page I am on now....


13 Oct: CBI sends a formal questionnaire to Dahiya.
26 Oct: Dahiya files his report.


The prosecution relied heavily on Document 79. This could be summed up in four words: father, doctor, golfer, murderer. This was the prosecution's case in the trial court in June 2012.

Dahiya's document is a masterpiece in several ways. It reveals things about Dahiya the man. Two of his traits he shared with Kaul. The first was the belief that before you even start investigations, you must get a story in place, the facts could be made to follow. The second was the ability to be the authority on subjects that were clearly beyond his area of expertise. A third, more complex, facet of Dahiya's personality also came through. His belief systems - rooted in the culture of the North Indian Jats.

Friday, November 20, 2015

What I Have Been Reading Of Late And How My Reading Goals Have Been Through 2015


2015 has been a fun reading year for me. As most of you who have been reading my book blog here are already aware of, I have been participating in the Goodreads Reading Challenge from the year 2011, and this year too I have been on the same. While I wanted to set a goal of reading a 100 books this year, I set it at 90, as I knew there was going to be a lot of work and home commitments that would need my time and attention.

The year has been great in terms of my choice of reading, but it has been one of my worst years in terms of reading up and getting into a reading slouch. Of course reading is something that I do almost the same way as I breathe. I can’t live without a book with me (or make it a few books actually, as you know that I always carry multiple books with me in case I finish the one and then do not have anything more to read for that time, which is always a scary and crisis situation for me!).

This year I have concentrated on reading a lot of literary work, as well as reading up on a lot of books that featured on various book award lists, whether longlisted, shortlisted or winning the title. It was something I was looking forward to and finally did, and was of course not disappointed.

Monday, October 5, 2015

A Spool Of Blue Thread By Anne Tyler: First Page Mondays


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As I am known to do many times, I ended up checking out this book for its beautiful cover - have a look, doesn't it immediately transport to another time and place? It does, for me......I had to get it home, especially after I read what the story was about.

So before we get into the details, I haven't started reading it yet, here's what's on the first page..


Late one July evening in 1994, Red and Abby Whitshank had a phone call from their son Denny. They were getting ready for bed at the time. Abby was standing at the bureau in her slip, drawing hairpins one by one from her scattery sand-colored topknot. Red, a dark, gaunt man in striped pajama bottoms and a white T-shirt had just sat down on the edge of the bed to take his socks off; so when the phone rang on the nightstand beside him, he was the one who answered. "Whitshank residence," he said.

And then, "Well, hey there."

Abby turned from the mirror, both arms still raised to her head.

"What's that," he said, without a question mark.

"Huh?" he said. "Oh, what the hell Denny!"

Abby dropped her arms.

"Hello?" he said. "Wait. Hello? Hello?"

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Sunday, October 4, 2015

The Secret History by Donna Tartt: Sneaky Peeky Sunday


Oh my wow..... I have been a fan of Donna Tart ever since I read The Goldfinch, and the first word that will always come to my mind when I think of her work is haunting...It was a story like I had never read or heard of before, and what a story..

So of course I want to read anything she has created, and the moment I saw The Secret History, I kind of did a jump in joy moment at the book store and picked it up to bring it home.... Of course it's unputdownable !!!!! So here's where I am right now...it's kind of a little before the middle....


my neck prickled. what did he know about this? 'no' i said. 'not that i know of.'

'henry didn't say anything to you about going out of town, did he?'

'no. why?'

bunny was silent. then he said: 'there hasn't been a single light on at his house the last few nights. and his car is gone. and it's not parked anywhere on water street.'

for some strange reason, i laughed. i walked over to the back door, which had a window at the top that faced the parking lot behind the tennis courts. henry's car was there, right where i'd parked it, plain as day. i pointed it out to him. 'there it is, right there,' i said. 'see?'

bunny's jaw slacked at its work, and his face clouded with the effort of thinking. 'well, that's funny.'


a thoughtful pink bubble emerged from his lips, grew slowly, and burst with a pop. 'no reason' he said briskly, resuming his chewing.

'why would they have gone out of town?'

he reached up and flipped the hair out of his eyes. 'you'd be surprised,' he said cheerily. 'what are you up to now, old man?'

we went upstairs to my room. on the way he stopped at the house refrigerator and peered inside, stooping down myopically to inspect the contents. 'any of this yours, old soak?' he said.


he reached in and pulled out a frozen cheesecake. taped to the box was a plaintive note: 'please do not steal this. i am on financial aid. jenny drexler.'

'this'd hit the spot about now,' he said, glancing quickly up and down the hall. 'anybody coming?'


he stuck the box underneath his coat and, whistling, walked ahead to my room. once inside, he spat out his gum and stuck..............

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Saturday, October 3, 2015

Goodnight Mister Tom by Michelle Magorian: On The Cover


The first reason I was attracted to pick up this book was the very heart-warming cover, and the second reason that I knew I was bringing it back home with me was the fact that the cover jacket told me there was absolutely no other way. I just finished reading it and even shared the story with my eight year old.

And am quite surprised that I didn't hear about it earlier. If you haven't read it yet, you absolutely should....

Here's what's on the cover jacket:

'A brilliant story of how love defeats fear' - Independent


Mum said war was a punishment from god for people's sins, so he'd better watch out. She didn't tell him what to watch out for, though.

When the Second World War breaks out, young Willie Beech is evacuated to the countryside.

A sad, deprived child, he slowly begins to flourish under the care of kind old Tom Oakley. But then his cruel mother summons him back to war-torn London......

Will he ever see Mister Tom again?

'Everyone's idea of a smash-hit first novel: full-blown characters to love and hate, moments of grief and joy, and a marvellous story that knows just how to grab the emotions.' - Guardian

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

My One Wish On World Literacy Day

On the occasion of World Literacy Day, my one true wish is that our children rediscover the joys and the importance of reading, and that grown ups who can help them do so, do share in this magical journey.

Thanks to Grammarly for this wonderful infographic.

Literacy Day

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

My Recent Book Haul And Review Copies: Just A Bit Overboard, Just A Little, Promise....

Before you judge me (these are not all the books I bought).....these books were bough over the last few months, about the last three to four months to be exact, and most were bought at huge sales and discounts from regular bookstores, used bookstores as well as roadside vendors...so I did get a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge bargain and hence the teeny tiny going overboard..

So here are some beauties I am living with now....enjoy and let me know if you have read any of these or plan to!

The first book in the pile was sent to me by Bloomsbury for review, the second is of course Lee Child that I love and hence picked up, a Nelson Mandela autobiography is something you definitely should be reading, and the last in the pile is a book by a Pakistani author who seems to have written a beautiful book...

The first in the pile is a graphic novel and is absolutely stunning, will share more in the review, the second is a repurchase but by mistake, have already read it! Life of Pi I had read years and years ago so wanted to read again, the fourth one read good on the cover, Emma Donoghue's Room I had loved though I had hated the other one which had 'letter' in its title, Amitav Ghosh's latest book in the Ibis Trilogy is something I am dying to read and have to first re-read the two epic books in the series all over again, and of course the last one is Rushdie...so...

Lee Child of course had to get it, Bronte of course had to get it, hated The Winner Stands Alone by Paulo Coelho, I think I am going to stop reading any more of his work, Adultery by Paulo Coelho again a useless book, dont even want to read the next one here, The Girl With All The Gifts I did read but was very unimpressed, and Obama's book I am really looking forward to read.

After reading and absolutely loving Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children, I knew I had to read the sequel immediately. And finally I picked it up - The Hollow City. I had been to a lit fest where Katherine Boo had come to promote her book Behind The Beautiful Forevers and even though I wanted to read it, I didn't pick it up then, as I had too many books in my TBR (to be read) list. So here it is, again picked up at a pittance (I am sad people sell off such amazing books!). Shashi Tharoor needs no introduction when it comes to his grey cells (salt and pepper look charming too of course) so I immediately got this one after having loved the only other book of his that I have read - The Great Indian Novel. I have still to start on the Game of Thrones series, so finally picked up the first book too. And as for Asura, I do not like the typical Indian mythological books but love when they are told from different perspectives, so lets see what this one has in store.

Just finished reading this one and while the story was really nice, interesting and very unique, I was very disappointed by the ending...review coming up soon

I picked up this amazing coffee table book for a pittance, and the reason I did actually buy it was that as I picked it up and opened it randomly, it opened to a page that had one of my all-time favorite actor in it. No, not Abhishek Bachchan, the guy on the cover, but a different one (will show you when I do a review)..but if you do love bollywood and are fascinated by the goings-on behind the camera, this is a book you should get....

About to finish reading The Pact and loving it, the next three have no clue about but they read good in the cover jacket,

These are all some lovely books that my elder one picked up :)

The first one on the pile is a sequel to a book called Dork that was sent to me by the book chain Crossword and I had absolutely loved. Looking forward to read this one too. And the rest as you can see are all my daughter's :)

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Giveaway Winners Will Be Announced Next Week

Hello my lovely people, just a small delay in announcing the winners for the giveaway that was supposed to come out today. Don't be mad at me and I am really sorry for the same. I will share the name of the winners of the giveaway some time in the coming week, so do come back.

Thanks a lot for dropping by :)

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Thursday, July 23, 2015

My Current Book Wishlist: 2015

I have barely any more space left in my house for books now...I always have space for as many books as I can bring back home.

My work desk and my side desk and my wall shelves by the bedside are spilling over with books. I can always make more space.

My birthday went away this year, so if you feel guilty of not getting me a gift, you can more than make up for it and get me as many books as you wish from my book wish list below ;) And the best part is, you don't even have to wait for my birthday to turn up. Coz the day you get me the books and the faster you get them, the better you will feel ;)

If you know me and are my friend, you know I update my book wish list all the time, and I also unabashedly 'offer' my friends the chance to cut out on the stress of wondering what they should give me...See...I make it so easy for you all....no diamonds, no jewelry, perfume, handbags, shoes, clothes, makeup...nothing...just get me good books (please only stick to the list below unless you have some amazing recommendations yourself, in which case, PLEASE leave them in the comments below for me to add!!) and you are sorted :D

I know when it comes to books I can go on and on and on and......(keep repeating as long as you wish to)...so let's cut it out now and get to the book wish list ;)

here goes.....

  1. balzec and the little chinese seamstress
  2. not a drop to drink
  3. world war z
  4. game of throne series (starting from the 2nd book)
  5. twelve years a slave
  6. marcus zusak books
  7. the secret history by donna tart
  8. ask the passengers
  9. everybody sees the ants
  10. the spectacular now
  11. a tale for the time being by ruth ozaki
  12. milkweed
  13. an irish country wedding by patrick
  14. the glass castle by jeanette walls
  15. the white hotel by d m thomas
  16. then we came to the end by joshua ferris
  17. their eyes were watching god by zora neale hurston
  18. fight club by chuck palahnuik
  19. state of fear by michael crighton
  20. go ask alice
  21. looking for alaska by john greene
  22. bridge to tabitha by katherine patterson
  23. paper scissors death by giliana campbell
  24. the girl on the train
  25. lullabies for little criminals by heather o neil
  26. a child called a by david pelzer
  27. the tale of the time being
  28. the knife of never letting go
  29. mr penumbra's 24 hour bookstore by robin sloane
  30. i'll be seeing you
  31. cinder and series
  32. changing the world
  33. some monday for sure by nadine gordimer
  34. fangirl by rainbow rowell
  35. the silver star by jeanette walls
  36. percy jackson series
  37. intensity by dean koontz
  38. the giving tree
  39. the program
  40. the god delusion
  41. under the egg
  42. fire and blood by victoria scott
  43. we were liars
  44. the virgin suicides
  45. silver lining notebook
  46. one ready player
  47. warm bodies
  48. city adrift
  49. one day in the life of ivan denisovich by aleksandr solzhenitsyn
  50. dante and aristotle discover the universe
  51. perks of being a wallflower
  52. golden compass
  53. beautiful creatures
  54. 1984 by george orwell
  55. a streetcar named desire
  56. train man

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Monday, July 20, 2015

Powder Room By Shefalee Vasudev: First Page Mondays

I picked this book up on a lark, because I always love reading about behind-the-scenes events and happening. And come on, being a woman, I absolutely love fashion, style, marketing tactics and also the very interesting mind games that are targeted around launch and promotions...It makes for some great insights into the human mind and how big names know just where to target their strengths...

I have only been able to read a bit of it, but whatever I have seen of it seems quite interesting...for now, here's the #FirstPageMonday look at the book titled Powder Room by Shefalee Vasudev


"I'd wear any of my private attire for the world to see. But I'd rather have an open flesh wound than ever wear a band aid in public." - Lady Gaga

Raakesh Agarvwal walked into the coffee shop at Radisson MBD in Noida, wearing shorts and a worn-out T-shirt and gave me a big hug. Raakesh was freshly shaven, and a strong perfume wafted around him, but he looked gaunt and tired as always. "If you see my call list, you'd think I'm friends with Lara Dutta, Sonakshi Sinha, Anushka Sharma, Jacqueline Fernandes, Genelia D'Souza...." said Raakesh, showing me his Blackberry. "But how can I forget that there are no real friends in fashion," he added, trying to diminish the effect of cheesy name dropping.

Raakesh has not been keeping well for the last couple of years and the word got around in the industry. A few days before we met at Radisson, he had attended a party hosted by a fashion magazine. Some socialites, who are also his clients, had walked up to him, curious to find out what was wrong. "Where's your car, babe? Don't you drive a BMW now?" he drawled, mimicking what a lady had said to him. "No, I don't," Raakesh had snapped back. "I get distracted while driving and can't afford to keep a chauffeur driven car, so I take a Meru cab."

Another walked up to him, curious about his health. "Babes, we heard you were on your deathbed, how nice to see you, are you okay now, sweetheart?" Before Raakesh could reply, the lady turned to air kiss and chat with someone else. "This fake concern makes me sick. She asks me if I am on my deathbed, then doesn't even want to listen to my answer! Can you believe that?" Raakesh looked hurt. .....

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Monday, July 13, 2015

The SuperMom CookBook By Madhuri Iyer: Get Your Free Copy Now! Giveaway

When it comes to books, there is no denying that I love reading books from different genres, and yes, being a mommy, a cookbook also makes it to the list! I know - ask any mom and she will tell you that a cookbook is probably one of the most important books she needs, whether or not she is a reader otherwise ;)

As a mommy, making my little one eat is one of the biggest and I literally mean BIGGEST challenges ever, especially because it is not like those new baby or toddler year challenges that I know shall pass off in a year or two..

Making your child eat healthy, ensuring she will eat healthy and coming up with new, healthy, delicious, interesting, easy, visually appealing, sneaked in un-favoured ingredients and ensuring the ingredients are actually available in your local area can be a daunting experience, one that can go on and on for years!!!

My older one is going to be 8 next month, but ask me about my struggles of making her eat...she DOES NOT !!!! And its something I know that almost all moms face.

So when the PR team of The SuperMom COOKBOOK by Madhuri Iyer approached me to know if I would be interested in checking out the book, the answer was a strong and excited YES! What mom would not want a cookbook that can actually be made use of at home with ingredients you can easily get in an Indian kitchen?

The team was sweet enough to send me FOUR extra copies for giveaway, so that means I will be sharing the yummy goodness with four other lovely mommies out there :)

About The Book

What I loved about the cookbook is that it introduces traditional recipes for kids from all over India. So, it has something from Maharashtra, as well as something from Kerala, Tamil Nadu, Goa, Bengal, Rajasthan, the Parsi community and more...it is truly a unique mix of cuisines meant for kids that I have not found in other cookbooks for kids yet.

The book is divided into the following categories:

Monday, July 6, 2015

Personal By Lee Child: First Page Mondays

Of course I love Jack Reacher, and Lee Child of course...who doesn't!? So here I am, reading another of my favorite thriller called Personal by Lee Child.

So here goes the first page.....


eight days ago my life was an up and down affair. some of it good. some of it not so good. most of it uneventful. long slow periods of nothing much, with occasional bursts of something. like the army itself. which is how they found me. you can leave the army, but the army doesn't leave you. not always. not completely.

 they started looking two days after some guy took a shot at the president of france. i saw it in the paper. a long-range attempt with a rifle. in paris. nothing to do with me. i was six thousand miles away, in california, with a girl i met on the bus. she wanted to be an actor. i didn't. so after forty-eight hours in LA she went one way and i went the other. back on the bus, first to san fracisco for a couple of days, and then to portland, oregon, for three more, and then onward to seattle. which took me close to fort lewis, where two women in uniform got out of the bus. they left an Army Times behind, one day old, right there on the seat across the aisle.

 the Army Times is a strange old paper. it started up before world war two and is still going strong, .....

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Monday, June 22, 2015

Before We Met By Lucie Whitehouse: First Page Mondays

I am reading a really interesting book right now titled Before We Met by Lucie Whitehouse. It's in the thriller genre and right now I'm not going to share any more information, except for the first page....so here you go...


the rain was beating down, and out here, where the carriageway was exposed, the wind buffered hannah's old vw as if it were trying to push it off the road. usually on a heathrow run she watched the planes dip down into the airport one after the other, barely a minute between them, but tonight the rhythm was broken and it was two minutes, now three, before a new set of lights struggled through the roiling cloud. she tightened her grip again, checked the mirror and pulled out into the fast lane.

 the holiday inn loomed up on the left, an ugly concrete tooth in silhouette against the sky, the light from its green neon sign leaching into the wet air. she took the exit for terminal three, the buzz in her stomach intensifying though they were married now, the trip to the airport was still exciting. she didn't need to come and meet him, in fact, it would probably be quicker if mark caught a cab into town, especially on a night like this, but the drive, the arrivals, the crush at the barrier - it all reminded them of the time before they got married, when jfk and heathrow were the two poles round which so many of their weekends revolved.

 as usual, the first two levels of the car park were full. reluctantly, she took the ramp up to level three and found a spot by the lobby with the ticket machines. after a quick look in the mirror, she got out of the car and headed for the lifts................

- Debolina Raja Gupta

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

The Sunlit Night By Rebecca Dinerstein: Review


Look at the cover - I mean look at it...I have something for covers like this, that make you want to look at a book and think of what it could hold within. I am not really a fan of those commercial covers, and when Bloomsbury sent me a copy of  The Sunlit Night By Rebecca Dinerstein, I knew I would automatically fall in love with the cover - there is something that Bloomsbury has come up with in their design section that is going just so right for me.....fantastic.

The first thought that came to my mind even as I was reading the book was that it was like walking inside a painting. Imagine a situation, where you are looking at a beautiful painting, and suddenly, you find yourself pulled towards it, and just like that, you are inside the painting too, and everything has a glow and luminous effect around it.

Cover Jacket

I had read of a man who was painting with only the colour yellow - he lived in the north of Norway. The artist colony where he worked had offered me a room for the summer, as part of a painting apprenticeship programme.

Yasha remembered his father's instructions. On the back of a bakery receipt, he wrote:

This is what he wanted:
Ommot's route
Top of the world
Real peace

A Quick Look At The Goodreads Summary

In the beautiful, barren landscape of the Far North, under the ever-present midnight sun, Frances and Yasha are surprised to find refuge in each other. Their lives have been upended--Frances has fled heartbreak and claustrophobic Manhattan for an isolated artist colony; Yasha arrives from Brooklyn to fulfill his beloved father's last wish: to be buried “at the top of the world.” They have come to learn how to be alone.

Monday, May 25, 2015

Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri: First Page Mondays


If you have read my previous posts on the blog, you would know that I am not a fan of short stories and do not enjoy reading them at all, no matter how popular the book. But all that changes with Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri. It is not surprising that Jhumpa has been called the 'thinking man's poster woman' and I find nothing offensive in that. In fact, I feel she is one of the most amazing and talented writers I have come across, male or female.

I have only just begun reading this book of hers and am now on the third story....till now the read has been beautiful, and it continues to keep alive my belief in her as a writer who can bring out different stories and human windows each time she comes up with a new book...I am absolutely loving it...

For now, here is the first page from the book....the first story is called Unaccustomed Earth


After her mother's death, Ruma's father retired from the pharmaceutical company where he had worked for many decades and began traveling in Europe, a continent he'd never seen. In the past year he had visited France, Holland and most recently Italy. They were package tours, traveling in the company of strangers, riding by bus through the countryside, each meal and museum and hotel

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Anyone But Ivy Pocket: Meet The Girl Everyone's Trying To Avoid By Caleb Krisp: Review

I've already mentioned on the blog here that I am a huge fan of Neil Gaiman. So when I got a chance to read the book Anyone But Ivy Pocket: Meet The Girl Everyone's Trying To Avoid By Caleb Krisp, I was immediately reminded of his works, in a very positive way. I have not compared the writing, but if you have enjoyed Neil Gaiman's works, especially something like Fortunately The Milk (which is also a Bloomsbury publication) I can assure you you'll love this.

As always, it's amazing to open a package sent by Bloomsbury...there's always a surprise in there...so when I opened the package that came by mail, here's what was inside...

So as you can see on the cover here, it is not officially the cover that may come out in stores once the book is out - it has released in some places but is yet to release everywhere - and you better get your hands on it when it's out - the cover that I got on the unreleased copy literally blew me away!!! I mean, look at it....it's one of the MOST STUNNING book covers I have ever seen....The gold highlights and detailing on the cover are so stunning, and everything from the designs at the edges of the frame to the detailing of the pocket watch to the way the letters are written is beautifully planned, designed and executed. This is one book that will add that much more charm and beauty to my bookshelf, for its story as much as for its art value.

Monday, May 11, 2015

A Painted House By John Grisham: First Page Mondays


I am currently half way through the novel A Painted House By John Grisham and I feel it is quite different from all his other works that I have read. In fact, if I didn't know the book was written by John Grisham, I would never have guessed it. So here's a quick look at the first page from the book, which will give you an idea of what's to come...and there's a lot, believe me.


The hill people and the Mexicans arrived on the same day. It was a Wednesday, early in September 1952. The Cardinals were five games behind the Dodgers with three weeks to go, and the season looked hopeless. The cotton, however, was waist high to my father, over my head, and he and my grandfather could be heard before supper whispering words that were seldom heard. It could be a 'good crop.'