Review of 'We Will Meet Again' by Tarang Sinha

Book Review,

About the Book:

Title: We Will Meet Again
Author: Tarang Sinha
Publisher: Gargi Publishers
Language: English
No. of pages: 189
Year of Publication: 2016

ISBN:  9789384382179

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Paridhi Mathur, dusky, beautiful, and single, is doing everything to keep her academic records high and her love life nil, but lady luck keeps frowning at her.

When she meets Abhigyan Ambastha, rich - devastatingly handsome, intense and sometimes curt, her resolve wavers. Despite regular warnings from her ever-suspicious heart, she inexplicably gets attracted towards him. But she would not let him trespass her soul.

Why? Is she scared of mendacious face of love her past has inflicted on her? Can Paridhi really trust Abhigyan? Will a blissful breeze of love ever kiss her heart?

A heart-warming saga of dreams and desires, We Will Meet Again promises to make you smile and cry at the same time. Hold on to your hearts before embarking on this roller coaster ride of emotions!

 

Review of 'Darkness and Beyond (A Medley of Many Lives) by G. S. Subbu.

Book Review,

About the Book:

Title: Darkness and Beyond (A Medley of Many Lives)
Author: G. S. Subbu
Publisher: Notion Press
Language: English
No. of pages: 208
Year of Publication: 2016

ISBN:  9781945579073

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Whether it is a journey to the native village ending in the discovery of one's roots, or the old man who awaits his end with equanimity in the hope that there is always something beyond the darkness that would soon engulf him, GS.Subbu delves deep into the lives of people who we may have met sometime, somewhere and left their imprint on us. The old woman totally immobilized, slipping into dementia; the revolutionary who believes that violence only begets more violence; the young man or the middle-aged woman's search for an ideal relationship; a visually challenged boy; the patriarch who fights his way back from an abused childhood; the savant's search for that secret to ultimate happiness and bliss; or the ordeals faced by a young widow, these are nine stories of 'Hope'; nine slices of life!

 

maybe..

Poem,prose poem,Silent Night,Venting out,

i wish i could

just let go of them...

of the memories

that hold me back -

against my will.

i wish i could

crumple them into a ball

and throw them away -

into the wind,

to be taken far-off;

where my mind cannot reach.

i wish i could

stop myself -

from turning around

and looking at the past

deep into the darkness-

that i, somehow, came out of.

i wish i could

ignore the footprints -

of dragged feet;

evidence of -

unseen burden over the shoulder.

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Love,Relationships,scribblings,Short story,Short story series,Untitled Series,

Part Fifty Five (Read Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen | Part Fifteen | Part Sixteen | Part Seventeen | Part Eighteen | Part Nineteen | Part Twenty | Part Twenty One | Part Twenty Two | Part Twenty Three | Part Twenty Four | Part Twenty Five | Part Twenty Six | Part Twenty Seven |  Part Twenty Eight | Part Twenty Nine |  Part Thirty | Part Thirty One | Part Thirty Two | Part Thirty Three | Part Thirty Four | Part Thirty Five | Part Thirty Six | Part Thirty Seven | Part Thirty Eight | Part Thirty Nine | Part Forty |Part Forty One | Part Forty Two | Part Forty Three | Part Forty Four | Part Forty Five | Part Forty Six | Part Forty Seven | Part Forty Eight | Part Forty Nine | Part Fifty | Part Fifty One | Part Fifty Two | Part Fifty Three and Part Fifty Four.)

When Manish finally walked out of the apartment to get groceries he was smiling. He had not expected Pallavi to take the initiative and do what she had done. She had surprised him yet again. Of all the women he had so far he had never let anyone do what he had allowed her to do. He was not the ‘woman-on-top’ kind of man. At least not until now.

He was about to walk towards the parking lot to get into his car but then he changed his mind and continued walking straight. When he looked up towards the balcony he saw Pallavi waiting for him. She waved to him and he waved back. He could get used to this, he thought momentarily but then shook his head. He never frequented the grocery store; all the stuff was home delivered to him. He decided to take a walk in search of one. As he stepped out of the gate he pulled out his mobile from jeans pocket and dialled Mansi’s number. She answered almost immediately.

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Part Fifty Four (Read Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen | Part Fifteen | Part Sixteen | Part Seventeen | Part Eighteen | Part Nineteen | Part Twenty | Part Twenty One | Part Twenty Two | Part Twenty Three | Part Twenty Four | Part Twenty Five | Part Twenty Six | Part Twenty Seven |  Part Twenty Eight | Part Twenty Nine |  Part Thirty | Part Thirty One | Part Thirty Two | Part Thirty Three | Part Thirty Four | Part Thirty Five | Part Thirty Six | Part Thirty Seven | Part Thirty Eight | Part Thirty Nine | Part Forty |Part Forty One | Part Forty Two | Part Forty Three | Part Forty Four | Part Forty Five | Part Forty Six | Part Forty Seven | Part Forty Eight | Part Forty Nine | Part Fifty | Part Fifty One | Part Fifty Two and Fifty Three.)

When Manish stepped out of the apartment he half expected to see Mansi in the corridor. Manish had not mentioned to Pallavi but he had been bothered when she had walked out of his apartment without telling him. How could she risk being seen by Mansi?

Pallavi had told Mansi that she would be visiting her parents therefore it did not make sense that she would go and meet with Mansi now. What if she had? What if spending time with Manish had messed up her head and she had decided to talk to Mansi about it? He could not afford Mansi knowing that he had kept her best friend in his apartment and had used her for his sexual release.

‘Sexual release’ was it all that there was to the time he had spent with Pallavi? A little voice inside his head asked. If yes, why did it seem more than that. Why had he bathed with her and scrubbed her back? Why was he out buying groceries and planning to cook for her?
‘Because I am trying to get into her good books’ he told himself; it did not sound convincing.
He jumped out of his skin when Pallavi called out to him, “You are still here! What’s wrong?”