Review: The Weirdest First Date

The Weirdest First Date by Tarang Sinha
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Unrequited love is painful. People fall in love all the time but the same is not reciprocated most of the times. Many reasons may be there but the real problem starts when nice people fall for someone bad.

Nikhil got a call from his friend after midnight to meet him. When he reaches his society, he meets a girl who lives in the same society. Incidentally they are trapped in the lift and develop a bond.

The story is sweet and cute though a bit sad. It can be my fantasy too to be trapped in the lift with a beautiful girl.

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Review: Unholy Tales from Banaras

Unholy Tales from Banaras by Anuj Tikku
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

“Unholy tales from Banaras” is about holy city of Kashi. Anuj Tikku gave a lot of details about the holy city of Varanasi. This is the city of lord Shiva. Hindus come here for cremation as it is believed that we get moksha if cremated here.

A pujari is killed in the temple in a mysterious way and soon thereafter his wife is also killed. There is ray ban baba who is suspected of the crime.

The book is not well written and there are countless spelling mistakes. It seems there was no proof reader and editor for the book and it is printed in a hasty manner. These put me off from reading and the book is below average.

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Review of Blahman and The Attack Of The Wicked Zombies by Srijan Kabra

There is dearth of good kids books in India. This is written by a child himself. This is Srijan’s second book after “Journey to space with Blahman”. The creativity of Srijan is admirable and the book is quite funny.
The friends Aven and Steven read in school. Funny things happen there as the primary kids are asked to play cricket with 9th standard children.
The flight of fancy of Srijan is praiseworthy and it has very good illustrations also.

Review: Yes Sir I Killed My Dad!: A Sons Grief

Yes Sir I Killed My Dad!: A Sons Grief by Anuj Tikku
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

There are lots of strugglers in Bollywood. There are many who doesn’t want daily grind of the life.
Completer the B. Tech and then MBA, get a secure job, marriage and kids. That is the script every middle class wants their children to follow. Our hero didn’t stick to it and the this led to killing of his father.
The book is thriller. Pace slacks at many times. A tighter editing could have helped.

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Review: Random Subterranean Mosaic 2012 – 2018 - Time frozen in myriad thoughts

Random Subterranean Mosaic 2012 – 2018 - Time frozen in myriad thoughts by Sabarna Roy
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

“Random Subterranean Mosaic 2012 – 2018 - Time frozen in myriad thoughts” by Sabarana Roy is indeed random. This is fiction or non-fiction or poetry or all of the above; difficult to say. The stories/ poems are short and easy to read.

This is semi-autobiographical too. It’s a commentary on politics and current affairs. It has random musings of author.

This is a mixed bag. Good, bad and ugly. You may read some and skip some.

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Review: Pentacles

Pentacles by Sabarna Roy
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

“Pentacles” is book of loss, longing and love. Sabarna Roy created a world which has emotions, betrayl and heartbreaks.

The hero is scarred from childhood due to his family circumstances. His father was an architect and mother was an artist who never got along. They separated and this left an ugly impression on him. He was seeking comfort in Rohini.

The book brings about tribulations of a kid who is raised by a single parent. Love assumes a different meaning for him. The book is a breezy read but somewhat sad.

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Review: Winter Poems

Winter Poems by Sabarna Roy
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

“Winter Poems” is a collection is poems written during mild winter of Kolkata. The poems deal with various issues are in free flow. Sometimes they rhyme sometimes don’t. That is not important I guess. I am not a poem person so could not appreciate fully. One sample

""They forgot to put my body on fire
On freshly chopped logs of wood
On oil cracking and boiling
They forgot the charm of cotton ball plugs, the sight of wetted
white petals of fecund flowers, the absent-minded twirl of
smoke chains, incense sticks, the sonorous trail of holy hymns,
crackling sounds of earthen pots and above all, the communal
mourning around a corpse""

The book is short read but takes time to understand. The language is beautiful.

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