- PonderingTwo May 2014 ~ Pondering Two The title of your home page

Friday 30 May 2014

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‘You remember the dawn, that day, in which our hearts sang in one tune?’

‘Do you remember the dusk, that day, in which our hearts bonded for eternity?'

They sensed their lips widen to their questions as they sat across the dining table of a plush restaurant with a soulful tune from a violin playing for them.

‘The suit looks good on you’, announced Heer; ‘and so does the sari’, expressed Hari with his eyes fixated on hers.


Standing afar and looking at them express their love for each other, a delighted Amarpreet kissed Boman on his cheek and whispered a ‘thank you’ for coming into her life and agreeing to sponsor and give poor a chance to lead a royal life like ours for a day on our every wedding anniversary.

"Marriage isn't between a man and a woman but between love and love." ~ Frank Ocean


Lillie McFerrin Writes

Thursday 29 May 2014


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That congenial persona

Exudes a charming warmth

To the relation that is luminous

Brushing past the confusing doors

Wafting through the shores

Of friendship and love

Comes a time to choose

And in an epochal moment

He comes closer

To his heart’s saying

As he lifts, twirls, and admits

His Love

For her




Wednesday 28 May 2014




‘Savings is the only way that can lead us to our dreams.’ She had once admonished him on his spending habits, now reiterating it.

‘I don’t want our present to be affected while thinking about the future and moreover I believe in living to the fullest’, he reiterated his belief.

You and your beliefs! Sighed Nagma.

Pulling her closer, he whispered, and with a wide grin greeted her, ‘Happy Anniversary Darling!’

‘30 years of hard work, your support and ‘savings advice’ made it possible to own a beach house!’

With an overwhelming sense of achievement they cried, hugged, and celebrated.


Linking it to Write Tribe's 100 words on Saturday #15

Monday 19 May 2014





Author: Kiran Manral
Published by: Jufic Books
ISBN: 978-93-82473-91-6
Genre: Fiction / Romance
Price: INR 195 / $8
No. of pages: 224


Synopsis: Rayna De, stuck in a dead end job with a boss from hell, zero love life and the big 3-O looming large on the immediate horizon, has started to panic a lot. Enter new object of lust in the office, Deven Ahuja, and Rayna is overpowered by inappropriate visions of Cupid aiming his arrows straight into her heart, with tutrle doves doing their billing and cooing act in the backdrop.

Alas, Deven is completely out of her league despie the contradictory messages he seems to be sending out, and is, as decreed by page three supplements of the city newspapers, the man in the life of the gorgeous, light eyed model-turned-actress Sharbari Raina. As Rayna battles with her crush, shaky employment status and dithers about signing up for domesticity with the approved-by-her-parents Sid Bose, she discovers that life has its own plans.

Review: Once Upon A Crush is a story of Rayna De, born and brought up in the picturesque city of Kolkata, now poisted in Mumbai, fears she will permanently die single with no boyfriends around, forget a husband. Gosh! I managed writing such a long sentence! Yes, this will happen when you complete reading this fresh, witty and long sentence induced, a little sparkle of a story by Kiran Manral. After having read many books, it is for the first time I felt that, yes, long sentences works wonders if used correctly without changing the desired meaning, on the contrary to 'Keep your sentences short' idiom that many preach.

The story is set in today's time where one is not shy to check the chemistry first and then commit on a relationship leading to the couple getting eventually hitched. And Rayna De is one such powerful character in the book who will make you remember things which you have done while in office or when the object of lust is around you. Like mentally aiming poison tipped darts at the retreating back of the boss or the heart suddenly doing things like popping out and dancing.

Each and every character in the story is well laid out with some unique properties that stands out like that of the greasy oiled Mathur, apart from the central characters, Rayna De, Deven Ahuja and Sid Bose.

The plot is tightly weaved and revolves around Rayna's life which includes her office, her  limited friends, and Deven Ahuja  which quintessentially keeps the readers involved.

The writing is exceptional and brilliant with the author possessing a strong command over the language which is quite evident by the choice of words used throughout the story along with some funny lines. 

The editing is up to the mark as I didn't find any proof reading and grammatical errors.

Quotable Quote: "Post this shopping trip, I would be in such deep credit card hock that I would have to sign over my unborn children and hock my womb and eggs in triplicate to the bank."

Overall: You must grab this book for the author's command over story telling which will practically leave you turning pages till the last word and also to feel or to live once again those days of crushes and believe in love. A must read!

Ratings on:

Plot: 4/5*
Characterization: 5/5*
Writing: 5/5*
Entertainment: 4/5*
Overall: 4.5/5*


Please note: This is a PR requested review, given for a review copy. This is not a paid review. All the opinions expressed in  the review remain my own and remain unbiased and uninfluenced. 
It is always a pleasure to write at Write Tribe's prompts and now after a short haitus it feels good to be back to writing for the superb prompts.

This time it is the 100 words on Saturday 2014 #14

100 Words on Saturday - Write Tribe




“Truth has many faces. Even a simple ‘I Love You’ has many undercurrents which one can never see and feel”. And ‘truth’ when presented to please is often modified to suit the people concerned”, reasoned Arun, his close friend and attorney.

Kabir’s mind wobbled with the twisted facts his father had presented about his mother’s death.

 For almost 30 years he was oblivious to the fact that his mother was murdered for objecting to his father’s unprecedented and ever escalating demand for dowry. Kabir wished he knew then what he knew now.

“Press for death penalty”, hissed Kabir with angst.