Book review 200 : Close to the bone ๐Ÿ– by Lisa Ray

Close to the bone ๐Ÿ–

Lisa Ray

Live like the lotus flower ๐ŸŒธ

Women like us are built to endure

Grief is a practice. That’s the riddle of it. Nothing is ever lost.

There’s no place like home… You can always come home. Was everyone’s life like then? A tremulous, circular route that brought you back to where you started?

I loved reading this book. This book is an accurate reflection on the life of the author. A leading actress herself, the book gives an account of the glimpses of her life – her battle with eating disorders, a cancer survivor, diagnosis with multiple myeloma at a young age of just 37; her spiritual quest, lovers & traitors, mentors & dream-makers & not to forget the heartaches & triumphs.

The primordial reason behind me liking this book is – the ample amount of Bengali words & phrases used at certain places in the book makes it really delightful to read. Being a Bengali, I could easily connect through the text & the story at hand. This becomes evident from the fact that she’s born from Bengali father & Polish mother. It’s evident from the line she says – ‘My childhood was idyllic but also a strange combination of East & West influences.’ The fusion of both of these & her unique qualities with unrelenting abilities leads her to the Oscars as she steps into the movie sets accompanied by the Indian entertainment industry.

The book is very informative. It talks about so many countries & their capitals, the places she visited during her journey. Written in a funny way, gut wrenching, with sheer honesty – altogether it comprises to be a brave & an inspiring story. People think that actors/actresses/celebrities have an easy going life because they earn lot of money. However, the grass always look good on the other side. Only when we live their lives or try to understand the pain behind their success, the price they paid or the sacrifices they’ve undergone to make it this far. That’s when we’ll realise that even they’re mere humans accountable to numerous problems & succumb to fate. Noone has it easy.

Book review 199 : Through dead eyes by Chris Priestley

‘You cannot know how people behave when they’re in any kind of relationship. People don’t always act like they do with other people. We’re sometimes most cruel to the ones we love. It’s just a part of life.’

‘We all have different faces we show to different people.’

‘We cannot always help who we love or how we love.’

Alex joins his father on a business trip to Amsterdam. During the day he hangs out with the daughter of a family friend. They visit the usual sights but also coffee shops and flea markets off the beaten track. At one of these markets Alex spots an ancient-looking mask. Before he knows what he’s doing he buys it. Later, in his hotel room, he feels compelled to put the mask on. Alex is sucked into a parallel Amsterdam, one from centuries before which begins to reveal the dark past of both the building he is staying in and the little girl who once lived there . . . edging stealthily towards the terrible twist.

Book review 198 : White Noise by Shruti Upadhaya

White Noise

Shruti Upadhaya

For what is hate, but love gone irreparably wrong?

Whatever we love with a passion is meant to eventually kill us.

There’s something about love stories; they keep passion & pain alive in us in equal measure.

My liquid heart could no longer be stopped or slowed down but not all rivers are meant to find the ocean, some are destined to lose their way & eventually dry up.

Sometimes it’s good to break the rules, it’s good to get into trouble & it’s even better to allow those tears to flow freely, keeps the soul young & throbbing.

Come get us, grab us & then kill us if you will; first allow us to love you with the kind of passion you deserve to be loved with.

Book review 197 : India ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ discovered by John Keay

‘It’s at this epoch, that we come to a line of shade beyond which no object is distinctly discernible. What treasures might not be discovered if the light of science should ever penetrate this darkness.’

India was a lnd of fabulous & fantastic, the ‘Exotic East’. It was place of marble palaces with gilded domes, kings weighing themselves in gold, dusky maidens dripping with pearls & rubies. India is a country of supreme cultural experience. It’s the origin of Great Classical Civilisations, also one of the richest literary traditions were also revealed to the outside world. It also hosts the greatest religion of all time from which all the other religions & religious beliefs came into existence. So only it was called ‘the Greatest Galaxy of monuments in the world.’

It’s history comprises of ancient scripts, kings & emperors, coins & paintings, erotic sculptures, most exciting flora & fauna, rich human racial, linguistic & religious groups. India has a very curious past. Before Mughals invaded & destroyed this country in every aspect – let it be religious, wealth or cultural. The rich excitement which lies buried underneath the caves/Chambers were deduced with brilliant deduction. The revelation was tremendous.

Book review 196 : The resignation letter by Baljeet Randhawa

The resignation letter

Baljeet Randhawa

‘Even if a genuine relation lasts just for 7 days, the person may need 70 or more days to move on because the lover fails to find that connection with anyone else.’

‘Love is painful; as painful as a bad trip, as painful as being choked to death. While it is in parting or staying together, in freedom & in constraints, in security & insecurities, in longing & in jealousy, in giving & in trusting, love bears with it a great pain. A pain that can be so fulfilling that you can’t live without it; & so is the human need to crave for some more pain. Only when you allow that pain to occupy a corner in your heart, you allow love to be deep down there, residing with full conviction.’

This is a really nice book which talks about startups & what a person must do in his life. Often we’re forced to make choices in life where we don’t do things on our own accord, but rather based on the judgements & choices made my others. It maybe due to our parents, lovers, spouses, friends, colleagues, peer pressure, etcetera. And this results in sacrificing our wishes & dreams which we wish to pursue in our lives.

The book starts on a good note where it describes the story of the central character who’ll be turning point in the story where he starts his own enterprise based on his entrepreneurship skills & witty intellect. It also shows us his pain, the struggles he had to endure to pursue it. We all faced this at some point or another in our lives. And often we feel like quitting everything & do what our hearts desire. However, we get tied to the intricacies – shackles of life, often burdened with job & monetary pressures. What I really loved was the sense of humour incorporated throughout the book which made it feasible enough to enjoy the book.

Everything went well till the first half of the book, where the pace seemed good. However, just beyond that the book started becoming way too monotonous. It was stretched way too unnecessarily which made it really uncomfortable & difficult to read. The additional 140 pages were unnecessary. The story could have been a lot better. It was way too simple. Narration was okay. A one-time read during the weekends.

Book review 195 : Daura by Anukrti Upadhyay

Daura

Anukrti Upadhyay

For who knows the sun better than his wife, chaaya (shadow), who exists because of the sun & yet can hold him back?

‘Music in the desert is like a magnet. Even the hoarse toads & mute scorpions ๐Ÿฆ‚ will come to hear if you know how to play a song.

The Sarangiya is an old kalavant, he’s peerless in the desert where musicians are as numerous as grains of sand.

Everything is possible. It’s dark in the shade though the day is bright ๐Ÿ”†. There’s rain โ˜” in the desert ๐Ÿœ for those who’ve seen it, but none for those who haven’t.

The book starts on an offbeat in the state of Rajasthan which is encapsulated in every bit with desert life. The folk living here spend their livelihood on desert stories. Life is harsh, yet joy is in limitless bounds. This book gives us a clear understanding of how life is in remotest villages of India. The novelโ€™s primordial interest lies in the magical mythical mystical tree & the plot entirely revolves around the Sarangiya – the one with the sarangi. He plays his instrument relentlessly with seemingly ceaseless efforts with no fear or care for the world. He isn’t bound with any materialistic need or monetary pleasures.

Many a times, people who believe folklores to be a myth or superstitious madeup stories. However, what they fail to understand is that often fictions come from real-life stories & they’re hard to believe which makes people fragment based on their conjuring inability to comprehend the truths or facts behind it.
As I’ve lived a long life, with many vast experiences embedded with research which serves as my purpose for logical & rational realistic reality. So evidently, I do often believe them irrespective of the source of the information. Only time & fate will decide – what is true & what isn’t.

The blurb of the book is given below –
A journey into the dark heart of the desert. A young District Collector is posted to one of the furthest outposts of rural Rajasthan, and finds himself drawn deeper and deeper into the lives and troubles of the common people there. Then one day, with the help of a mysterious musician, the Sarangiya, he has an encounter with beauty in its purest, most absolute form – an encounter that precipitates a dangerous descent. The pages from the journal he keeps are combined with the narratives of various people around him to create a compelling account of his slide away from reality. Half real and half fable, and redolent with the songs and myths, the beauty and mystery of Rajasthan.

Though the book may sound perfect. However, it has many dramatic drawbacks. The writing style is way too simple & monotonous. The narration is so tasteless that it took me a lot of difficulty in finishing it. The book is so pragmatic that many times, I couldn’t understand what’s going on or where exactly the story is headed to. Time lines are off. The progression from one context or section or part of the book to another is seemingly off.

Book review 194 : Children of blood and bone ๐Ÿ– by Tomi Adeyemi

Children of blood and bone ๐Ÿ–

Tomi Adeyemi

We are all children of blood & bone.

All instruments of vengeance & virtue.

Cover is beautiful. It has been exceptionally designed. It’s been such a long time since I’ve come across such a refine work of art.
One of the most excellent fantasy book I’ve ever read in my life. If there’s anything which I loved reading last year was this book. It has a perfect balance of everything – wars, battles, magic, characterisation, young adult & what not…

The book takes the reader on a magical journey. The most interesting fact being it combines – fantasy, facts, research, science, art, chemistry โš—, bombs ๐Ÿ’ฃ, lots of magic & action in a seemingly effortless manner. It also weaves mystery & adventure intertwined adding another feature/feather to the cap. A must read book for all, especially for young adult lovers – highly recommend for fantasy lovers.