September 21 2018

OUT OF INDIA: SELECTED STORIES by Ruth Prawer Jhabvala

The 15 stories in “Out of India,” culled from Jhabvala’s four previous collections, feature a rich array of characters, Indian and European, Hindu and Muslim, rich and poor, male and female. Many of the stories are told from particular viewpoints, in memorably individualised voices. Irony is the keynote, as we listen and watch in fascination how, through passion, vanity, indolence, ignorance, or a lethally limited amount of knowledge, so many are undone by their own volition. Making no attempt at softening what she perceives, she describes the poverty, the squalor, the disturbing mixture of savagery and sanctity, and the unendurable oppressiveness of the summer heat. How, then, does an “irritable” European with “weak” nerves, sitting in her air-conditioned room with blinds drawn, survive amid conditions she deplores? How does someone “not interested in India” draw upon these alien, yet familiarised surroundings as material for her fiction? By recording her impressions in the clear light of her prose. Alienation is a secret wellspring of art.

As gripping as any of the stories, yet even more relentless in its candour, is the author’s introduction, “Myself in India,” which first appeared in London Magazine. Speaking for herself, in her own voice, Jhabvala baldly declares: “I have lived in India for most of my adult life. My husband is Indian and so are my children. I am not, and less so every year. . . . I must admit I am no longer interested in India. . . . If I hadn’t married an Indian, I don’t think I would ever have come here, for I am not attracted–or used not to be attracted–to the things that usually bring people to India.”

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September 20 2018

Wise and otherwise  by Sudha Murthy

It is a collection of fifty vignettes of the real-life incidents of Murthy, which left a profound impression on her, both in good and bad ways. These incidents, although not uncommon, is interpreted by the author in refreshingly creative manner, which would never fail to impress the reader.

The book would be an easy and fast read considering the writing style, which is very direct, but still elegant. Brevity and clarity are perhaps the trademarks of Sudha Murthy’s writing.

After reading this book, the readers will find a new way to look at life and people. This book will make them realize how small incidents can be a window of opportunity to understand myriad nature of human beings along with their virtues and vices. At the same time, a reader can realize how each moment and the small incidents in our life can be so inspiring and enriching if we give them our attention and thought just like the writer did.

You need not be rich to donate. You need not be famous to help. You need not be successful to leave an impact. If you want the world to be a better place, start with little acts of kindness. You won’t even realize how quickly this will spread.

I’d really recommend this book to people of all generations. Each one of us can relate to many of its stories. And it’s okay if some of them make you shed tears, that’s the way Sudha Murthy writes – with emotions.

Do read who wants to know more about the real state of India. Sudha Murthy has left it to the readers to decide what’s good and what’s bad.

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September 19 2018

All murky over the clouds

So brilliant over the tomb

You poke invisible flames about the sky

Heavy! The thought never ends

So heavy near the sea

I excrete bright thoughts among the tomb

Be wary! The birth is no more

All murky over the clouds

You dispel invisible tentacles over the fire

Be luminous. The life has come

trusting awake

blurring at the edges

nothing to lose

From what country

the witness

seek shelter

not knowing why

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September 18 2018

Green below the dreamscape

Quite lustful in the tomb

We prod black bones beside the sea

Damn! The King felt good

So transparent within the flowers

You divine violet disasters beneath the slime

Whoa! The twilight has fled

So green below the dreamscape

You seduce dazzling faces in the dream

Be watchful. The end has fled

greying awake

lost in broad daylight

a ticking clock

With what regrets

my father

chase his dream

and miss his turning

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September 17 2018

He needed romance and she didn’t give by Piyush Wadhwani

It was weekday evening and this beautiful couple went for shopping. She was looking different and beautiful, something he could have never imagined in her printed shirt and tight jeans, open hair, lil makeup and glares. Shirt fitting beautifully with top button kept open deliberately to turn him on which revealed her cleavage and breasts popping out, shirt moving down the waist holding her abdomen and waist tightly as if she is scared to loose her as well, revealing her beautiful curves, skinny jeans as well. He couldn’t resist to keep staring at her upside down silently and get turned on to see her lady trying new outfits. They reach to a lingerie section..”what if i buy you the whole outlet” he tells her in her ears. ” you will never change. Help me buy some” she told him with a lil beautiful smile.. he always loved lingerie and always loved her woman to watch and stare in beautiful, sexy lingerie collections. He chose the ones he wanted to see her lady in..expressing her lustful desires by choosing the sexier ones. “Such a wild animal/wolf you are” she tells him slowly in ears while blushing. “Always, forever at service for my women” he replied while they selected. He was getting hard slowly and out of control. He followed her near changing room while she went inside to try out her lingerie that they both had selected. She tried and clicked some pics as well. She knew how much his man loves her and lusts her so she didn’t want this chance to be wasted tonight by starting off in changing room. There wasn’t enough crowd so she could take lil more time in changing room. Messaging her pics to him on cellphone from changing room asking him in a naughty, lustful manner which made the blood rush to his groin. “How does your princess look?” She asked. “I want to come inside and want to make you wear at-least one of my selected ones” he messaged her. “Not here, its risky” she replied. “Now or never” he replied. “Make sure no one looks you entering changing room, be careful. Door is open” she replied.

He entered carefully and locked the door. Quickly taking her to one side and started kissing her passionately, kept both her hands aside and played with bosoms while smooching her. “Stop it, that’s it. We will be in trouble” she said gently in slow voice looking in his eyes while he unhooked her bra. “Wow these beautiful pair of soft flesh are giving me a lil hard time down there” he told her and started licking, sucking, teasing, biting, pressing them soft and hard, teasing her beautiful curvy breasts and hard nipples while she moaned. “I Love You” he said and smooched her passionately taking her in his arms tightly. “Love you too baby” she replied after the smooch. She could feel how turned on and hard he already was when he hugged her tight. He made her stand infront of mirror and held her hands, made her wear one of his selected bra while watching her in mirror. “So beautiful and perfectly fitted, nice & deep cut as well” he said and hugged her from behind holding her breasts while looking her in mirror with a beautiful smile. “You and your love and lust for my breasts” she smilingly told him. “Will never go” he completed her sentence. “That’s perfect and awesome” he whispered in her ears and licked and bite her ear, kissed her neck while holding, caressing, playing with her bosoms once again. “Let me change now, it’s already too long now here baby please, its risky” she worriedly told him. “Okay sweetheart. I’m waiting for you outside.” He said and kissed both her breasts and gave her a quick kiss before leaving changing room.

About the Guest writer: Piyush Wadhwani is a graduate (computers) from Altius Institute of Universal Studies, Indore. Currently involved in his family business. He has many hobbies. He is inspired by Abhinav Bindra and practices shooting as his favourite sport.

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September 14 2018

Killer Moves by Varsha Dixit

 
Killer Moves
by
Varsha Dixit
 
 
 
Blurb
Everyone has a secret. Aisha Khatri has many! 

Aisha’s life is seemingly mundane on the surface-she writes for television and takes care of her niece Kiara and her retired father. But when Kiara’s life is threatened during a modeling assignment for the famous Kabir Rana, once a suspect for his wife’s murder, the only way Aisha can save Kiara is by accepting the unique ability she has aggressively resisted all her life. 

But Aisha is not the only one with secrets. There are others who have secrets and will kill to keep them. Aisha is determined to protect Kiara even if it means placing herself in the crosshairs of a depraved killer who butchers beautiful girls and leaves them as grotesque displays. 

Is Kiara a target of a serial killer or is the killer closer to home-and Aisha’s heart? 

Who is Kabir Rana? An elusive and moody fashion photographer burdened with a dark past or a murderer who got away? 

How will Aisha save Kiara from a killer who is several steps ahead of an entire city’s police force? When the dead come calling, will Aisha answer? 

From the bustling streets of Goa to the beautiful palaces of Sirsa, Killer Moves is a fast-paced, gripping, romantic suspense tale with strong thriller and supernatural elements. 
 
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Varsha Dixit, the best selling author of six successful contemporary romance books. Her debut book, Right Fit Wrong Shoe was a national bestseller for the year 2010. Varsha was a part of the Indian Television Industry and worked as an assistant director and online editor. She considers herself a dreamer who thinks deep but writes light. Even though creativity is gender free,Varsha feels blessed and enriched to be a woman.Currently, with her family, Varsha resides in CA, USA.
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