February 23, 2011 § 6 Comments
Fast, exciting and thrilling!
The book begins with a flurry of activities, skipping across various places both home and abroad confusing, but nevertheless exciting. We dwell into the lives of various people and we reach the climax at the wedding. The book gives us what it promises Fate, Fraud And A Friday Wedding.
One thing I liked about the book was the simplicity. The demography chosen is what we are familiar with Higher middle class/Rich Indians. The author has avoided long descriptions and tells the story- and pretty well at that. The beginning was slightly nebulous and confusing, but this adds to the excitement and has you wondering. The chain of events take shape pretty well, albeit the chapter where everything merges, seems badly edited(not badly written the editors could have given better spacing and had demarcations when shifting from one person/scene to another).
The style is simple and the voice suits the characters. There are times when you can feel the tension and sympathies with the characters. The book flows without any inhibition and does not meander.
A thriller which is thrilling. A book which I would recommend, if you want something light and entertaining to read, probably when on the move.
Rating:- 6/10. There are places where I feel the editing could have been better. I read The White Tiger before this book and this book was surely more engaging(as is this book).
P.S:- The author’s website.
September 9, 2008 § 14 Comments
we are all united indeed,
we hate each other mutually.
It is no more my country,
everyone is hungry,
to see the other deceased.
One mouth lesser to feed,
it is the survival of your creed.
every action and deed,
are purposefully levied,
into sowing the seed-
of hatred and communal greed.
Who cares if people are injured?
who cares if children are hurt?
The past was dense,
with death and ugliness immense.
The present is covered by this unjust menace,
but is to take it up and do the penance?
The future generations,
are the ones,who will feel-
that the nation lacks toleration.
In the name of good God and religion,
we do acts,by the devil’s commission.
How does religion matter,
when lives are being shattered?
how do caste and status ,relate,
when life is cheated by faith?
Whose peace,should they seek?
what right,for this lawless beak?
In the name of selfless interest,
in the name of the people’s interest,
comrades are being hurt,culled like pest.
When in need,where is the unity -indeed?
there in a need,and let us help with our deed.
As people of a nation,
let us remove this God damn depression.
No God will say,kill in my name.
No God,will hurt,for all are just the same.
Influenced by this post.
August 27, 2008 § 7 Comments
nothing to defend
and nothing to fend,
this is the freedom when it all began.
Nothing to worry,
no need to hurry,
life is fast but no fury.
With paint all around me,
my eyes show the illusive reality .
When the wind blows,
i close my eyes,not to defend the sand,
but just to be for a moment ,disarmed.
When the sun boils on me,
i sweat and try to breath,
not to defend the cause,
but to know how heat feels.
A seed i am and the tree the world
i came from.I see my potency
is just too great for the world to beat.
I rebelled and that i need not defend,
for the world can see,that i am free.
I tore the chains which crept
up my sleeve,i broke the thought,
that i was filled with misery.
I am not a dead stone on a desert,
but an alive one,throw into the sea.
No force can ever hurt me,
unless i see,that hurt i need be.
Humanity,i belong to,and humanity
belongs to me.I control the world,
as much as the world controls me.
Nothing is greater than life,
and contradictions cease to live,
for they try to defend and ultimately
bend and bend and break,
till nothing remains but that it was namesake.
Nothing to defend,
for defense is for the defeated,
and defeated none shall be.
What can you defend,when everything has a reason?
What can you protect,when there are no lies?
the treasure you are is now safe,
for it is now the true base.
The restoration of belief within ,
to its place,where it should be for us,to begin,
the chain of change,
which would force and heal all the damage.
Peace within and more peace within,
change is induced and not pushed,
and freedom is gained and felt,
not given and dealt.
Oh! nothing to defend,
for there is nothing which would bend,
scattered life air,it is,
but there is no fear-of empty,
as all will be filled with prosperity.
The world is true
and the illusion burnt away like dew,
nothing remains,except that of beauty
and that requires no defense,
for beauty is alacrity.
The joy of knowing,
the joy of being.
The joy of the open,
the joy of peace,
prayer,life is,for the within!
Nothing to defend,
nothing to break,
the world is in unity,
and the sounds of prosperity,
is not imposed,for
there is nothing to defend,
for this is the freedom when it all began!
May 24, 2008 § 11 Comments
to the origin everything will return,
to the roots everything will turn,
when all the energy to burn,
is burnt, we will be lost with none.
when the earth’s gifts,
are all used up and the benefits
none left,what will then, we humans
turn to next?
our origin ,very few are aware,
those who know will tell you beware,
it is time you start to care-
in the beginning they were few.
as time has moved on,
some ancient virtues have gone-
we weren’t asked to stick on,
so we left them to die.
in modernity we have forgotten something,
it time to revisit that quintessential thing,
it is time to understand the lost meaning,
the light will always shine the brightest.
in the past,when the world lost a virtue,
few were able to understand the cue
and replace it with the hour’s needed-in lieu.
now it is time to do the same.
the world is in need of many changes,
change is the surest of all constants,
it happens with time’s advacements,
the catalyst now is you-human.
nature needs no saving,
it is we hypocrites who keep fighting,
and in the name of virtue keep killing,
who need to be saved.
before the nature’s fury returns
before the earth ,this time burns,
before we are all caught in time’s churns
it is time to do our bit.
the need is too great,
let us not set our own bait,
we write our own fate,
we are the endangered human race.
prompt from writer’s island