The Scarlet Letter

Tuesday, 27 October 2015

She was a house of cards, built upon the foundation of naiveté, walls of trust, and material of compassion and candor. Nevertheless, so fragile they all were… razed to ground like an avalanche, with a delicate touch of treachery. It was then upon the wind called society to blow away the scattered cards to the gutters.

She was a work of art, now faded into oblivion. Wandering but not lost, she scavenged for the remains, picking them up piece by piece. From the ashes, she rose, shaping a skyscraper no one could reach. But a few bricks have gone astray, leaving the high-rise frozen, and her heart, stone cold.

She was The Snow Queen, directed the fate this instant. Reaching the farthest of skies, depths of the oceans and beyond horizons. She created the rules; she bent them.. The wind called society cussed her, called her a rebel, cold-hearted, and a promiscuous bitch. She was dragged down the icy throne, to go on her own

She is the Scarlet letter, and nothing mattered. For the wind doesn’t know her story, despite surrounding her all the time. So she walked with poise, her head held high, flaunting the red badge of infamy.

For the love of Speed!

Friday, 21 August 2015

What's an internet without speed? Maybe like a cheetah without his magnificent limbs.

I still remember the days when I used to crib about the slow internet, or wait impatiently for it to pick up speed so that I could download all the movies and videogames I wanted. As for my phone internet, it witnesses all the sulking in me as the screen showed a circle buffering and buffering until the page finally loads or dies down.

Things turned worse when I moved to Visakhapatnam. I remember switching my internet providers twice. Both of them were of no use. I had to forget all those movie downloading and high definition streaming of TV shows. The internet went as a snail pace and for most of the time, it was  used to browse for my work-based research. So, goodbye Rizzoli & Isles, Game of Thrones and Elementary. I'll watch you once my internet is back on it's speed.

A Petite Chamber I Call My World.

Thursday, 20 August 2015

"My room was a real way of expressing myself. It was like a little nest that I could settle into."
                                              - Chloe Sevigny

Whatever Sevigny said, I absolutely second that. Over the last fifteen years, my room has seen it all. Right from a small chubby girl who used to run around with dolls and toys, to an awkward teenager who was a bookworm trying to get through her adolescence safely and finally to someone who is still a bit plump, but a young woman who marched towards as an independent soul. It has been my shield, my own space during all those hours where I cosily crashed onto the bed, mugged up those long physics answers, drooled over my real-life and reel-life crushes, talked to the one who was close to my heart, got heartbroken, felt happy, sad, or miserable and last but not the least, even times like these where I squeeze my brain for words to type for my writing assignments.

How else would I love to have this beautiful little space I fondly call as mine, other than being a manifestation of myself? In whatever way it may seem to others - be it messy, tidy or like the ones maintained by a cleanliness freak, I love this cosy little place to bits. And my perfect room transformation would be something where everything reflects me along with the right blend of comfort and  minimalist style.

The pristine white walls with pistachio green shelves and an abstract design mounted bookcase in the same colour. Also with the furniture and furnishing in the very exact themes placed alternatively. Like white study table with pistachio green chair, white mattress, green pillows, wardrobe, small beanbag, simple table lamp, photo frames and so on- everything precisely in accordance with the colour patterns. And last but not the least, a huge whiteboard sheet plastered on the wall to ideate my writings and every goofy thing that I'd like to scribble. This would what my dream room would look like.

Because white is innocence, goodness, purity and perfection whereas green stands for harmony, life, energy and freshness. And I'd like my room to be a place where I'd make more and more fresh memories of my daily life with goodness and naivety. Well, I wouldn't also mind a few dark days. After all, if not for my very own room, who'd be my source of comfort?

So, my idea of a dream room transformation is a reflection of my own self, dreams and aspirations. Sure it did see me through everything I went through to be who I am now- be it happiness, sadness or a myriad of emotions. And I am sure that in many more years to come, it will see me through what I will become!

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Book Review: A Minute to Death

Wednesday, 19 August 2015

Hello folks, I am back again with a review, and this time, it's a crime thriller. Lately, I have been surprising myself by getting out of the comfort zone and trying new genres. And must say, I am not disappointed. Though my last review was about a book that was 'my' kind of genre, this book is something close to my heart. You'll know how! Without further ado, let me disclose the name of the title. It's 'A Minute to Death' by Ganga Bharani, a friend, part mentor and part guide. However, I solemnly swear, I will give my best in presenting an objective review of her book. Read on to find out how I liked it!

A Minute to Death
Author: Ganga Bharani
Genre: Crime Thriller
Publishers: Half Baked Beans
Paperback, 130 Pages
Rating: 4/5

To begin with, Riya is an aspiring writer who wants to visit a crime scene and the subsequent investigations regarding the case, so that she can pen down a book in the best way possible. Thanks to her Crush/Boyfriend Rohan, she gets an opportunity. Before she gets disappointed about it being a mundane suicide, speculations arise. Riya and Rohan comprehend that there is something fishy about the case that is more than what meets the eye. Confusions and other shocking events crop up as they try to unfold the mystery. So, what is it after all, Will Riya and Rohan crack the case? Will the budding author be able to render her masterpiece by tagging along with her loverboy cop?

Author Interview: Ganga Bharani

Friday, 24 July 2015

For this interview, first of all, I have to apologize to Ganga for posting this so late. Have been extremely tied up with other things. Even after all the pestering I have done, she still didn't say a word about this. I am so glad to have crossed paths with this wonderful woman, and to have read her stories. 

Well, nevertheless, I think this is the right time to publish this interview because, her latest book 'A Minute to Death' just released. And what could be better than celebrating her latest crime thriller? 

So here it goes..!

Ganga Bharani is a technical analyst by profession and a writer by passion. She started writing stories as a hobby in 2010 and started posting those short stories in her blog (GB LAND) for a wider reach. She started writing something she calls Blog books- series of chapters that make a story in her blog, for which she got an overwhelming response. She had written 6 blog books and each of these blog books have more than 300 dedicated readers. One of  her short stories was made into a short film, titled ‘Bhimbam’, which was screened at the AVM Preview theatre. As of now, she authored two novels 'Just You, Me and a Secret' and 'A Minute to Death'

Book Review: 'Without You' by Preethi Venugopala

Saturday, 11 July 2015

As I held the book in my hands, oddly enough, it started pouring down. What more than rain, cup of coffee and the break of dawn to elevate the experience of reading a romance? That was exactly what happened to me while reading Without You. And I must say, it’s a chunk of time well spent.
So, what is my genuine take on this book? Read on to find out.

Without You
Author: Preethi Venugopala
Genre: Romance
Publishers: Write India publishers
Paperback, 208 Pages
Rating: 4/5

Ananya Shankar is a twenty year old cat-eyed tomboy pursuing engineering. She loves painting, reading and the scenic beauty of Sreepuram, where her Ammamma lives. Like every time, she is so excited to visit her gran this time and have a laidback vacation. But destiny meddled in the form of Dr. Arjun Rajashekhar, a cardiologist who sweeps her off her feet. And there’s no looking back after the surprising confession by the Suave doctor himself.

Smartphone experience Redefined – With Asus Zenfone 2

Wednesday, 15 April 2015

For a gadget freak like me, it is difficult to satiate my hunger for a good smartphone experience. There are many a things that I look for in a phone that I use. Camera, Memory, Battery life, performance etc. And among the phones that I used, one has a few aspects while the other has something different. But on the whole, they lacked everything that I want.

The latest smartphone by Asus, the Zenfone 2 seems promising enough to cater to my needs and redefine my smartphone experience.

Here is a list of five such specifications that fascinated me and made me feel that this could be the one I could fall in love with.

Delivering Democracy through Digital India

Tuesday, 31 March 2015

 “Pheww… Finally done with paying the bills. Ugh! Long queues I hate them!” A tiresome dad used to tell my mom as soon as he reaches home after paying the electricity, water and other government based bills.

That was the story a few years ago. Flashing forward to this date,

Mom shouts “Haaki! Have you paid the bills? You just sit idly on the computer chatting all the time but don’t spare a minute to pay them.”

And I say, “I’ve done it already mom! It’s just a ten minute work!”

That’s how easy life has become since e-governance came into our lives. Earlier, clearing bills was a sweaty and exasperating task, but today, with the radical development in the technologies and the advent of ICTs, life became painless and simple.

Defining Sweet-Simple Happiness!

Sunday, 22 March 2015

‘Happiness’ – One little word that drives the essence of life. The one thing that everyone chases. The one thing on which the reason of existence depends upon! Right from the time we start to understand emotions, all we run after is happiness.

When you ask someone what do you want the most out of life, they say Happiness. The same applies even to me. But how we define it is different.
What is happiness to me?

For me, happiness is something that the life is defined by. It’s more than an emotion, a hope that drives me every single day and push me to struggle more and more. It is an aim which pulls me towards it. It’s a place filled with rainbows that comes after the storm, or maybe the little dew drops that I meet in my journey. It is one thing, which I, along with millions of people am after.

And how do I get my happiness?

Gorging on Singaporean Cuisine!

Monday, 16 March 2015

For a gourmand like me, food is a religion. I’ve always been fascinated by the culinary art and the different cuisines of the world. Italian, Mediterranean, Mexican and continental were some styles that I often tried but I have had the privilege to munch on the delicacies of Singaporean cuisine during a Pan-Asian Food festival. And that, was one of the days my taste buds jumped with joy.

Since it’s not really a restaurant in Singapore, we weren’t offered much to eat, but among the dishes that were offered in the food festival, two particular ones stole my heart and taste goblet. They’re the simple Singaporean dishes, The Carrot Cake and The Hainanese Chicken Rice.

When I first saw the Carrot Cake’s name listed on the day’s menu, Oblivious to the cuisine, I thought it was some kind of dessert dish. But to my utter surprise, it was a fried dish made with radish, steamed rice flour, eggs and some kind of sweet black sauce. And like the chef said, the blacker, the better!

My Kind of Day: Lost in Austen!

Saturday, 14 March 2015

Life is all about living and making memories.  We make millions of them, some happy, some sad and some with many untold emotions. Some are worth remembered and some, we wish to forget. And a few of them give you undying optimism, whatever the reason may be for.

I have hundreds of things that made me flash a bright smile and filled my heart with a warm feeling called hope. But the one day that I’d never like to forget is the day I felt like Elizabeth Bennet in the Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice.

I have always been so concerned about my looks and considered myself an ugly duckling. No matter what people said to pacify me, I was never ready to listen. I used to say, “I am ugly and always will be. No one ever considers me special. And this is how I am going to live the rest of my life.” People stopped pacifying me because they knew it wouldn’t work out anyway.

Raising from the Ashes, Once and Forever!

Tuesday, 10 March 2015

Complaining! It was definitely one of my favorite things.  Because that was mostly the only thing I ever did. Well, until five months ago.

I was a strong woman, thoroughly determined to do something with my life. I had a huge bucket list, a number of plans and dreams like traveling the world, covering stories across the globe, etc. But yes, I wasn't satisfied with my life. “My folks and buddies are better than me, mom. Look at how they are enjoying life. And Look at Mine!” was the sentence I repeated almost every time. Little did I know, that my life was perfect in its own way?
However, life went on very well until that one fateful month that turned my life as I know it, completely upside down (Though I realize its importance only now).

The kind of Love that gave me Hope!

Monday, 9 March 2015

Oftentimes, incidents happen where the life just throws challenges that I cannot face, or at least I think I cannot face. But then it decides to show me things or cross paths with different things or people that give inspire and motivate me to push harder. And this little things that I counter ends up becoming huge rays of hope for me most of the time. But there is one thing I was always pessimistic about, Love.

Being a tomboy in my schooling days, and a one at heart even today, I hung out with my male friends most of the time. And that gave an impression that I was either one of the dudes in the group or a tough sister figure.

With time, I grew up like a woman, and so did my mind. I have had my fair share of crushes and there were times I was infatuated and mistook it for a phase called ‘Being head over heels’ with someone. There were times when my heartbeats were running like a roller-coaster and my stomach churned inside. I've experienced butterflies as well as thorns. I've got over them and they’re all memories now. Through all these, I realized that even though I was a tomboy, I am a true girl deep inside.

Author Interview: Alcatraz Dey

Friday, 6 March 2015

After quite a while, I am back with another Author interview.
And this time, I've had a wonderful opportunity to talk to Alcatraz Dey, the author of 'The Serpentine Scrolls'

Alcatraz Dey is a writer,novelist, blogger,editor and poet from INDIA. His works include the Colossal Series in which the first book SERPENTINE SCROLLS has been released. He writes thrillers with an element of mystery, thrill and real facts.

His poems have a dark side usually symbolizing his character. He remains a mystery to everyone. He feels an aura of mystery is apt for his persona as he writes mysteries. He blogs as well and his written for various companies as a freelancer.

Book Review: The Serpentine Scrolls

Thursday, 5 March 2015

It’s been a while since I’ve been meaning to write the review for Alcatraz Dey’s ‘The Serpentine Scrolls’ on my blog. But, due to some issues, I’ve posted a small review on Goodreads and waited for the day to post one on my blog.  So, here it is, finally!

The Serpentine Scrolls: A colossal Adventure
Author: Alcatraz Dey
Publishers: Red Ink publishers
Paperback, 260 Pages
Rating: 4.8/5

Seldom do you get to read books that have a theme so sensitive and complex, yet give you a gripping and interesting read. I am a kid of girl that has a specific set of tastes for reading. I have a yearning for particular genres of literature and I cannot be swayed easily from my comfort zone. Other genres don’t interest me, I can never get through till the end. May be that’s what I said to myself always.

When I decided to read ‘The Serpentine Scrolls’, I honestly didn’t think it’d change my perception towards various literary genres. I still remember going through the first page of the book one around 8 PM one evening. Halfway through the first page, I knew it’s gonna be an interesting read.

Dey weaved an intricate web of a complex plot with many parallel story lines, yet never failed in expression. Despite of different timelines running through the novel, I managed to understand them perfectly well. Except for a place or two.

Even when the novel has its chunks of fantasy, Dey tried to keep it as real as possible with the believable characters and a great interpretation of places. Though the character traits of many are yet to be revealed, I really liked the way Shahid and Ihsin are portrayed. Coming to the locations, the way Dey gets into the minutest of details, you’re left with an impression that you’re standing right at that place.

The amount of research done for the novel reflects Alcatraz’s determination and passion towards the novel. And most of all I loved the way he included tiny things which shows his love for TV series. It gave the novel another personal touch, which I thoroughly liked and willingly connected myself to.

Overall, The Serpentine Scrolls is a great read that managed to keep me hooked till the end.  At some points, it had become like one of those puzzles which made me guess about a few things and at other times, it made me relate myself to a few others. The book had few errors in editing, but Mr. Dey’s writing and narration style definitely covered up for it!

With an captivating story-line and a cliffhanger at the end that makes you want more, ‘The Serpentine Scrolls’ is a book that I definitely recommend for reading.

Official Goodreads page - The Serpentine Scrolls - Goodreads
You can get your copy at - Amazon and Flipkart

A 691 Kilometer Journey

Friday, 6 February 2015

It’s been quite a while since I’ve updated my blog. But life’s has been a rapid roller-coaster ride lately, jerking up and down so bad, throwing me off trails for a while. However, here I am today, picking those pieces up and putting myself back in track. Today, I am writing from Visakhapatnam, a.k.a Vizag, a new city that strangely, and suddenly became my hometown from now on!
I’d always known that life’s unpredictable. But I haven’t ever expected to move into a city that I never wanted to. After all, fate has things its way. And all you have to do is thrive to have them back your way.
Since 3 years of my undergrad has come to an end, I’ve made plans for the future like any other gonna be graduate. Travel abroad, finish masters, building a travel portfolio and land a job in a happening media house. Not to forget, travel as many places possible, talk to different people and write about them, their stories! Life would be worth it.
But, fate had other plans for me, it gave me a rare ailment called Lichen Planus, thrashing my dreams away. Well, at least for a year. The door has been closed. Nevertheless, I went in search of other open doors. I was even willing to open one by myself if I didn’t find any.
In the nick of time, decisions were made. I had to move to a new city along with my parents, both for treatment and medical supervision. I decided not let my dreams disappear into thin air. I chose to pursue my career in Writing, Journalism and Communication in every way possible. It did turn out that opportunities still existed and I grabbed them.
One thing that hurt me the most is to leave Hyderabad, a city that became my best friend. A place which has been my home for twenty one years, where I could freely set my foot and feel at ease; and leave to a place that I swore would be the last place I wanted to go to.

This 691 Kilometer journey to a city that would be my new home, was the most difficult journey of all. But I am looking forward to see what Visakhapatnam, the city of destiny as people call it, has in store for me!