Friday, November 24, 2017

Book Review: Her Bohemian Husband by Sundari Venkatraman

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Book Review: Her Bohemian Husband by Sundari Venkatraman


Last book in the Matches Made in India series by Sundari Venkatraman: The Bohemian Husband.
I am glad that this series is over partly as I can jump to the next 2 series Sundari has been penning and partly because I always want more of the stories instead of Novellas. But cant deny I loved this series too. Who wouldn't with such drool worthy Maheshwari brothers as leads ;)


Story:
Avantika Kamath is self made woman and dancer with her own troupe. She is comfortable in her skin and loves herself.

Shatrughan Maheshwari the hot hunk twin is a globe trotter and like all Maheshwari brothers is self-made man with a mission. To some people he may seem like a vagabound and player who is squandering money but he is well-settled with life goals set.

Avi falls for Shatru and chases him even though she knows it can be a one sided love. Her pursuit doesnt go wasted as Shatru is attracted to her too but is following some restrains as he doesnt want commitment at this stage nor break Avi's heart. When both disclose their attraction to each other and get to know each other better, lust turns into love.
Love can turn your head, they say? Do Shatru and Avi go the traditional way of getting married to each other? How do they manage their passions and be together too?

What I Liked:
The concept of 'Do what you Love and the rest will follow' is followed in the story to the T.
I loved the way Sundari has weaved the story around it. She has also proven its not impossible to follow your heart through the story and in her own life. The way Shatru plans his trips, the way he has planned his investments and assets. Avi too how she takes opportunities or makes them.

The characters and their emotions are Sundari's forte and she proves it again effortlessly in this one. I adored Shatru's father and his level headed advice/tactics in the book. Respect for him! Opposite to him is Avi's father. So we get to see some resistance in the story and not only lovery-dovey stuff.

The story moves smoothly. Amazed at Sundari's research of Australia, bar tending skills, farming, dancing, .. etc. I want to visit Australia soon now. Universe, are you listening?

OLA cabs should pay Sundari some royalty for mentioning them in her stories. :p

Thums up to Avi for chasing the man she loves instead of pinning for him. Talk of a head strong woman.

What I wanted more:
Im moving over to her next series: The Bansal Legacy. She already is penning her next series: Written in the Stars. Huff ! lot to catch up on.

Do buy the book people and read the other books too.



Read all our reviews of Sundari Venkatraman's books:
Book Review: The Casanova's Wife by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: Her Secret Husband by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: His Drunken Wife by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: The Smitten Husband by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: An Autograph for Anjali by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: The Madras Affair by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: The Runaway Bridegroom by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: Meghna by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: The Malhotra Bride by Sundari Venkatraman
Book Review: Rose Garden International by Sundari Venkatraman


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Friday, November 10, 2017

Book Review: Grow up Messy by Paromita Goswami

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Do you remember incidents from your childhood days? They usually leave a grin on your face. Those were days of unlimited time, play, friends, innocence, curiosity...
Paromita Goswami's book: Grow up Messy gave me that grin and curiosity of waiting to see what Misry aka Messy was up to next.

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Buy the book and snuggle up (with your kid) for a dive into the minds of naughty girl-Messy.

Story:
Misry is a 5year old bundle of energy. She cant keep still and her mind/brain is always buzzing with ideas and questions. She lives in the BSF quarters with her parents temporarily until next time her father gets transferred. Her parents try their best to keep up with energy levels and answer her questions patiently. But Messy is always looking for fun. The book gives an account of her episodes in the army quarters or her grandparents house.
Read it to laugh out loud at her innocence :)

What I liked:
Messy's characterisation is superbly penned. You can imagine her in real life enacting the episodes from the book. Loved that she is tough (wont call her tomboy) and sweet at the same time.
She doesnt back down easily from a fight. Her sense of justice is strong too.
Parents and other characters are well described too.

You get a glimpse of army life in this book. I liked her father's attitude and the way he handled his daughter.

The language is simple and good. This book can be read alone by kids above 8yrs old, I think. My 4yr old didnt sit still to read so many words :) But its not just for kids reading. Adults would also find it interesting, let me clear that too.

I liked the cover of the book too. It matches my imagination of the story.

What I wanted more:
A little crisp or short. Some parts in the book can be shortened.

This book is a lovely addition to your reading. Leave your judgemental brain out and enjoy this innocence filled book :)

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Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Book Blitz: Avishi by Saiswaroopa Iyer

Greetings Book Lovers,
I usually dont read Mythological genre book but this with such a strong Female protogonist looks promising. Saiswaroopa Iyer brings to you Avishi, the Warrior Queen with an Iron leg.

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AVISHI
by
Saiswaroopa Iyer



Blurb

Long before the times of Draupadi and Sita
Immortalised in the hymns of the Rig Veda
But largely forgotten to the memory of India
Is the Warrior Queen with an iron leg, Vishpala

Brought up in the pristine forest school of Naimisha, Avishi reaches the republic of Ashtagani in search of her destiny. When Khela, the oppressive King of the neighbouring Vrishabhavati begins to overwhelm and invade Ashtagani, Avishi rises to protect her settlement. But peril pursues her everywhere.

Separated from her love, her settlement broken, with a brutal injury needing amputation of her leg, can Avishi overcome Khela?

If stories about ancient India, especially those with strong women characters interest you, then Avishi is a story you must read!

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The structure under the outcast control looked like an autonomous garrison. It was on the Southwestern corner of Vrishabhavati hidden by wild growth and as heavily guarded as the city square. Avishi counted two doors as Vyala carried her inside. From the inside, it did not look as dilapidated as from outside. The guards here were the ‘out-casts’ as the world called them. Unlike the guards of the city, they did not cover themselves with leather torso. Instead they wore loin cloth in various darker shades. Small and big weapons, strings made up of various animal teeth, tusk work and beads made up their ‘jewellery’. To Avishi, it looked atrociously out of proportion. But she also noticed the level of coordination with which the ‘out-casts’ functioned. Like they were trained to fight in an army.
“Untie her.” Vyala instructed Manduka, his forehead revealing wrinkles of dilemma. Manduka was happy to comply. Except for a few scars on his shoulder, the man had an enviable physique. But it was his nose that Avishi felt was the pronounced feature of his face. It was as though it was abruptly turned crooked by his right nostril. She could see that the Outcast Lord made no attempt to hide his displeasure about the predicament she presented him. What worried her more was that she found herself incapable of even walking to the closest stone seat and had to limp leaning on Manduka. The wound seemed deeper than she had imagined it.
“We don’t kill women.” He began and paused noticing her unimpressed glare.
“Is that supposed to impress me? Is that supposed to cover up the other crimes you commit for that monster Khela?”
Vyala shook his head, a resentful smile appearing on his lips, but for only a moment. “Whatever we, the outcasts do would be a crime in the eyes of others…you are?”
“Avishi, the Ganamukhyaa of Ashtagani.”
“But he said that you are a traitor’s...”
Avishi glared back at him showing no inclination to explain. She saw Vyala sit on the stone seat next to where she sat.
“If Khela does not find a proof of your death soon, we would have to incur his wrath! An atrocity against the outcasts would not even be seen as a transgression by anyone.” His lips pursed for a long moment.
Avishi wondered if he expected a solution from her. Something she would have to help him out if she had to escape alive. But before she or Vyala could speak, a sound of heavy anklets was heard. Avishi turned to her right and saw a young woman, not older than seventeen autumns scurry and then clutch at her bulging belly. Her arrival only seemed to increase the gloom on the faces of both the men.
“Brother Vyala, did he not come with you?” Her shrill voice made Avishi think she was even younger than she looked. And impregnated at this age?
“Go back to your room, Majjari.” Vyala hissed.
But Majjari was in no mood to heed her brother’s words. She eyed Avishi, her head tilted to left and brows knitting. Her eyes then brightened.
“So, he sent me a slave!”
“Majjari!”
“Slave, do you know how to groom my hair the way Queens do?” Majjari approached Avishi taking her arm. “And mind you, slaves don’t sit when their mistress stands!”
Avishi had decided that her patience was at its tail end when she saw Vyala hurry and pull Majjari away, making her wince at his grip.
“Listen, you disgrace! Nobody is going to slave for you! Scurry back to your room and dare not show that inauspicious face of yours again!”
Majjari shook his arm away with a hiss. “Wait till I become the Queen, you, worthless dog!” Her tone broke. “I shall make Khela punish you! I bear his prince! Mind you!” The fierce frown stayed on her forehead long after she countered her brother. Avishi saw Manduka intervene and lead Majjari away with endearments that one would use with a toddler.
Vyala’s shoulders slumped.
“You let Khela impregnate your own sister.” Avishi shook her head at Vyala. “Lord Vyala, where do I even begin?”
“You are nobody to judge us Ganamukhyaa. Khela promised us a slow integration with his military if…”
“You loot and kill for him? He gets the spoils hiding behind the dread of Dandaka?”
Vyala’s jaw clenched. “You’ve never been to Dandaka, Ganamukhyaa Avishi. If you did, you would… Why in the name of Mother earth am I even justifying myself to you.” Vyala gathered himself signalling at two other outcast followers. “Take her inside and treat her wound.” Turning to Avishi for a brief moment, he added with a tone of finality. “I shall do my best to not kill you, but I can’t afford Khela’s wrath on my people. Not now, Ganamukhyaa.”
Future still hung in balance. Avishi had to come to terms with the fact that any attempt to escape from here will only complicate things for her. And she truly needed her wound to be tended. The knife that wounded her might have rusted. Tears of frustration threatened to flow out of her eyes. She told herself to bide her time and regain her lost energy.

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Monday, November 6, 2017

Book Blitz: Scorpio Superstar by Sundari Venkatraman

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Introducing one of favorite Author Sundari Venkatraman's latest book series: Written in the Stars. Scorpio Superstar is Book 1 in the series and it sure looks yummy + star glazed ;) Cant wait to dig in.
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Print Length: 150 pages
Publisher: Flaming Sun (Indie published) 
Publication Date: September 16, 2017
Sold by: Amazon Asia-Pacific Holdings Private Limited
Language: English
Available on Kindle Unlimited 
Genre: Romance 



Kollywood superstar Chandrakanth, also known as CK, is a true-blue Scorpio, communicating with his eyes and believing in showing more than telling.

His website and social media consultant Ranjini is a Piscean through and through, fiercely independent, believing in affirmations and declarations.

It is love at first glance for Chandrakanth when he meets Ranjini; so strong are his feelings that he proposes marriage on their second meeting. Ranjini, fascinated by his starry persona, gets swept off her feet. The two get married without much of the world knowing—including CK's aunt and ex.

The two women set out to settle their scores on Ranjini who suddenly begins to feel a strain in what was a fairy tale wedding.

While passion reigns on the one hand, there’s trouble in paradise on the other. Although CK is by her side, the Scorpio in him expects her to trust him implicitly. But can the Pisces in Ranjini accept him at his word?

Does the tension then get to their relationship? Can love survive without affirmations? Or is declaration the only way to profess one's love?


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Sundari Venkatraman is an indie author who has 22 titles to her name, all Top 100 Bestsellers on Amazon India, Amazon USA, Amazon UK, Amazon Canada and Amazon Australia in both romance as well as Asian Drama categories. Her latest hot romances have all been on #1Bestseller slot in Amazon India for over a month.

Even as a kid, Sundari absolutely loved the ‘lived happily ever after’ syndrome as she grew up reading all the fairy tales she could lay her hands on, Phantom comics, Mandrake comics and the like. It was always about good triumphing over evil and a happy end. 

Soon, into her teens, Sundari switched her attention from fairy tales to Mills & Boon. While she loved reading both of these, she kept visualising what would have happened if there were similar situations happening in India; to a local hero and heroine. Her imagination took flight and she always lived in a rosy cocoon of romance over the years. 

Then came the writing – a true bolt out of the blue! And Sundari Venkatraman has never looked back.

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Sunday, November 5, 2017

Book Blitz: Beyond Secrets by Alka Dimri Saklani

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A coming of Age book with lot of suspense about 3 souls by Alka Dimri Saklani: Beyond Secrets. Read on to know more:


BEYOND SECRETS
by
Alka Dimri Saklani



Blurb

Noel is a counsellor, risking his career for volunteering in an orphanage.

Nidhi is an engineering student on the surface, but deep down a broken girl in search of some unanswered questions.

Appu is a sweet little orphan, unaware of the cruelties of the world.

Despite being miles apart their stories interweave in “Aashiyana”, the orphanage. Their little journey together changes their lives in ways they never imagined.

One recurring nightmare, one unexpected phone call, one stolen diary, many lies and secrets, and a calling from the past are just the highlights. And when they depart, they are not the same anymore.

They didn’t hurt each other, it was a game of destiny. Will they ever be able to rediscover themselves and more importantly, will their paths ever cross again?

Beyond Secrets is a novel with layers of suspense and different nuances of relationships. And one question that can’t have just one answer - How long does it take for a scar to heal?

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10. A Different World
The classroom was in chaos when I entered. It looked like a mini battlefield of little soldiers bombarding each other with paper balls and paper planes. Before I could get a grip on the situation blackness seemed to engulf the scene before me, revealing another scene, hazy, like a dusty video film taking me to a different world where no colours existed except shades of grey; a classroom with empty first rows, far off, images of children yelling and flying airplanes... A wave of sadness crept in, a feeling of hollowness. Amid this chaos? Wasn’t it strange? Were these the same children who had forced their way into my thoughts when I was in the park? Were these known faces? Before I could become a part of the unreal the clamour faded as a strict commanding voice pierced through the din.
“Pranil!”
“Yes ma’m,” I said.
The scene dissolved and I found Simin staring at me in disbelief. “What happened?” she asked with a puzzled expression.
My head was spinning.
“Nothing, I thought you called me.” I said.
“I called Pranil. But what happened to you? You stood with your eyes shut. You ok?”
Oh, so that was her voice. Then why did I hear another voice, something from a distant, hazy corner of my mind? Or was it solely my imagination? Or a moment when imagination collided with reality?
“Yeah, am absolutely fine.” I said, looking away, not meeting her eyes.
“Pranil, I need to talk to you. Please come to my cabin after your prayers are over.” Simin said.
“Yes, ma’m.” The voice came from the last bench, from a boy with dishevelled hair, dark brown eyes and a dark complexion.
The dizziness made me uneasy and I couldn’t contribute much to the class that day. I walked to Simin’s cabin after the session.
I was not sure how I would collect the information. I wasn’t even sure what information I wanted. As soon as Simin saw me she started discussing a few things she wanted me to do.
“Noel, will you be able to go to... she paused. “You look disturbed. Are you ok?”
“Yeah.”
“You can tell me if anything is bothering you.”
“The boy you wanted to meet in the morning.” Not sure what was stopping me from speaking out his name.
“Pranil?”
“Yes.” I paused. “Pranil.” I tried hard to keep my voice steady.
“What about him?”
“Can you tell me something about him?”
“Like what?” She disconnected her phone that had just started ringing.
“Like…like…how old is he? Since when has he been here? Why did his parents leave him? Anything.”
“Anything. Hmmm.” She thought for a while. “Pranil is about 10 years old, he has been here since the last four years. His father died and his mother, who was a house maid, wanted to re-marry. The man she wanted to marry was not ready to accept responsibility of a son, therefore she left him here. But why are you asking all this?” She again silenced her beeping phone.
“I think I know him. Or someone by that name… or… or…” I didn’t know how to explain something I was still struggling to understand. I didn’t want her to disconnect her phone for the third time for my silly questions so I left the room leaving her gaping at me.
Later in the day I met Pranil. He was painting something when I reached him.
“Hello Pranil, can I sit here?”
He nodded.
“What are you doing?” I asked him.
“I am drawing a house.” He showed me the few scribbled lines in his notebook.
“Wow! This is a very good drawing.”
He smiled shyly.
I expected some connection to my foggy feelings as I talked to him. But no snapshots, no voices, no images followed. As if he was not the Pranil who played in my mind, the Pranil in my mysterious imagination was someone else, someone close to me yet far away, someone known to me yet a stranger. Something in my own self was unknown to me, an enigma and it was a terribly uncomfortable feeling. I just wanted to drag out the stranger from me but every time I tried the stranger gripped me tighter as if slowly becoming an inseparable part of me like my blood and my veins.

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Alka Dimri Saklani is the author of "45 Days in a Cancer Hospital" and "Beyond Secrets". Her debut novel “45 Days in a Cancer Hospital” was longlisted for the prestigious Crossword Books award 2013. Her poems have been published in many magazines. She holds MBA degree in HR and worked with a leading MNC before turning to a full-time writer. Born and brought up in Vadodara, a city in Gujarat, her roots hail from “Dev Bhumi” Uttarakhand. Apart from writing, she loves music, reading, traveling, and spending time with her two naughty kids.

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