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&lt;b&gt;Author: Dhiraj Kumar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The Asocial Networking&lt;/i&gt; by Dhiraj Kumar is nothing but a BIG over-reaction on the impact of social networking (specifically Facebook) on our lives. It does make some pertinent points about the facade people put by showing an alternate 'online' life to others but goes overboard in the analysis and infuses a spirit of outlandishness that in the end harms the book far more you can think off.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is interesting and ironical to see ourselves socializing with 
the help of gadgets when we could actually step forward and socialize 
with the person standing next to us. For the benefit of those who 
exhibit their social lives online, this book offers little tricks of the
 trade to master the art of networking and garner tangible gains in the 
real world. On the other hand, the author discusses our vulnerabilities and weaknesses, 
which are often reflected in the way we socialize on the web.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, the extreme or negative side of the social networking is written with heavy-hand and does not presents a balanced approach to counter the positives. For instance, the author constantly harps about the fact that putting a status message of 'DND' on Gtalk reeks of hypocrisy and double standards. Because if you are so busy, why would you be online? But at the same time, author does not take into account that being online have also to do with professional work or an emergency issue.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was particularly offended at various points in the book where the author judges people around him with disdain and contempt. At one point in the narrative, he even classify bisexuals as extreme perverts and voyeurs who venture out in night on social networking and prey on people. Such kind of factually incorrect, close-thinking and morally reprehensible thoughts should have been censored in the first place if there was a good editor working on this book.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even the extremely implausible clause of Facebook getting extinct or less exciting in few years in nothing but a statement made without any solid evidence. Anyone who follows these social networking websites knows that these companies earn revenues through advertising and marketing of various companies, brands and products. To view them mere as dating or sex-mating sites is doing a grave injustice to their whole existence and as a tool of usefulness in our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having said that, the author does make some key observations about Facebook in our existence - people wasting time playing Zynga games, low productivity and less concentration at&amp;nbsp; workplaces, too many diversions in the name of updating status and answering wall posts and my personal favourite - sexual discrimination against men on these websites. These are well thought off points which shows depth with which things are researched. I particularly liked the concept about FIPRA - Facebook International People Rating Agency, something which you may think in the future coming into action to compare people. The clause of displaying your Facebook profile at the time of an interview for a psychoanalysis assessment is a possibility which may not be far off.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the end, the book is articulated with some well-researched points and keenly observed thoughts. I just wished it was more balanced to enjoy it even further. If you can deal or be comfortable reading ONLY negative impact of Facebook, this book may be a treat for you. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the fictional suburb of Bandargaon, tucked away in Bombay, there's 
never a quit moment. Dreams erupt, hopes shatter, in the heaving Sunrise
 Apartments, by a rickety tea-cart-Jinias Chai Hause, inside a seedy 
Jaanam Desi, and by the dilapidated Purana Qila. Chagan, the 
dashing hero, who shines like a film-star, spends hours wooing a 
beauteous Shalini. Shalini, ever fickle, oscillates between him and a 
pining Vinayak. Vinayak, in turn, tries desperately to win the favour of
 Shalini's mother, Lakshmibai. Elsewhere, the local politician, 
Sajjanpur, tries winning an impossible election; Miranda, a sullen 
mortician, seeks answers from an ailing priest; and Sultan, the 
irascible grocer contents with an overfriend dog.&lt;br /&gt;
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  &lt;i&gt;Tamasha in Bandargaon&lt;/i&gt; has brought R. K. Narayan-esque humour back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The residents of this town go through a mad medley of emotions that test every inch of their moral fiber. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The
 troubles and travails of the people in the slum, the strange quirks 
and stupidities of the people in the apartment, the never say die spirit
 of the folks who run the gambling den and the tea stall; all this add 
up to a pacy narrative which is touching and makes you think about life 
and its eccentricities. The author touches every chord of the regular people like me and you - be their social, personal, professional, financial or emotional lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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 novel essentially is a collection of 
stories on characters that belong to the same milieu, it does get a tad 
repetitive and over-the-top at some places. The 13 chapters become 13 
different stories of various people in the town and the transitions 
between these chapters could have been more seamless. Despite this, the 
novel is 
an honest and successful attempt at highlighting our idiosyncrasies as a
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I am going with 3.5/5 for Navneet Jagannathan's 'Tamasha in Bandargaon'&lt;/b&gt;. It's a confident debut 
by the author and i hope to read more in this genre. Going by the climax
 and the potential of the story, it will be worth to create a sequel to 
this one. But surpassing the quality of this one will be a major 
challenge. Do give it a shot, it is worth your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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'Navarasa by Lotus' tells interlinked stories of a fading movie star; a youth 
accidentally taking form of a masked vigilante; a mosquito determined to
 fight human domination; an unmarried couple on the verge of break up; a
 woman who is terrified of her dream; a school kid struggling to
 vent his anger; Fate of our society post 2012; Rajiv's addictions; and 
Anand's redemption... The result is a collection of nine stories of 
different genres, each being a tribute to the &lt;i&gt;rasa&lt;/i&gt;: humour, love, 
disgust, heroism, wonder, fury, horror, peace and compassion. These nine
 stories are interwoven with recurring characters and situations. There 
are surprises galore in each of the stories but it does take time to get used to that 'recurring factor' in each of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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 particularly liked 'Mutiny' in which rebellious mosquito is determined 
to devise ways to combat humans. With interesting name conventions and a
 tight narrative, this is the best story of the lot. T20 had an 
interesting premise and delves with human relationships effectively 
though the grammatical mistakes were too high to ignore. 'Loop' is 
another intriguing story in which girl is entangled in a specific loop 
on a specific day at a specific point in life. 'Redemption' link all 
these stories together, and even though it is the shortest it is 
probably the most important story in the book. The idea of having 
connecting all the stories by a single link is not new, but is done 
intelligently enough to draw your interest.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I am going with generous (2+0.5=) 3/5 for Rajiv Kumar's 'Navrasa by 
Lotus&lt;/b&gt;'. Look beyond the repetitions in certain portions of the stories 
and judge them at an individual level. Each of them has a good heart 
beating inside and deserves your attention. Read it with no 
expectations, and probably you will not be disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Author: TGC Prasad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The hero, Venkat, joins NIT, Kozhikode and makes friends with a few of 
his classmates. After completing their education, the group of friends 
enter the competitive world of TCS, Bengaluru. Venkat has to deal with a
 demanding boss and the complicated workings of office politics. Romance
 blossoms and Venkat and his batchmate, Anjali, fall in love. Venkat 
begins to enjoy his job, makes friends at the workplace and finds his 
life moving along at an exciting pace. But relationships change their 
course, certain shocking events create rifts between friends – nothing 
goes as planned and Venkat and his friends look for ways to negotiate 
the roadblocks that crop up in their professional and personal lives. 
Anjali’s parents need a lot of convincing about the fact that Venkat is a
 potential son-in-law. Venkat hatches a strategy to cozy up to them and 
prays hard to his mother’s favourite deity so he can marry the love of 
his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;i&gt;Along the way'&lt;/i&gt; captures the nuances of software 
industry competently and effectively, specially when it comes to 
detailing of the complex projects, strict deadlines, pressure on 
relationships, peer learning and conflicts. The tone is strictly young, 
hip and trendy and even though it does get monotonous after a while it 
still keeps you on engaged with the twists and turns. In the end it is a
 standard &lt;i&gt;Bollywoodish&lt;/i&gt; coming-of-age and finding your own dream &lt;i&gt;kind of a story&lt;/i&gt; but keeps you in the spirits with an 
affectionate romance between the lead couple and camaraderie among the friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having read dozens of similar-sounding campus novels in the recent 
times, it was refreshing to see some real situations and dialogues 
poured in the first half of the book when the story is set in the 
engineering college. The interaction scenes between the Project 
manager/HR head and Venkat even though teetering on melodramatic moments
 and over-the-top sensibilities allows you to smile once in a while. I 
particularly liked the scene in which Venkat and friends get caught in a
 tangle having called 911 inadvertently on an onsite visit to US. Even 
the whole SRK calling Anjali's mom in a well-planned and executed 
strategy is far fetched from reality but at least packs in an emotional 
punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only letdown is that it is damn too predictable and 
familiar. In fact, the prologue just withers away the whole story and 
the climax and you are just waiting to see how it will eventually 
unfold. The sub-plot involving the trivia questions with Venkat by the 
Colonel is repetitive to the point of boring. It appears so many times 
by the end of the book that it loses the initial charm. Even the hugging 
act to Raj seems forced on so many times that it grates on your nerves. 
There are stereotypes abundant here; with nagging parents, bunch of 
&lt;i&gt;chaddi-buddies&lt;/i&gt;, evil managers and a sexy girl-friend. In fact, most of the
 characters in the TCS which were introduced with great detail right in the induction phase of Venkat are left 
in between with hardly anyone making a great impression to be remembered
 after you have put down the book. Even the interesting bits of 
Godfather has been quoted so many times it hardly makes a difference in 
the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going with 2.5/5 for TGC Prasad's 'Along the Way'. 
It is warmhearted and witty and captures the nuances of human 
relationships and workplace dynamics with ease. If it was a little 
shorter, better edited and less predictable, it would have been a much more rewarding 
read. If you are looking for a light fiction, it is not a bad away to 
spend a Saturday Night.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Author: Priya Kumar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Rating: 3.5/5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;A job cannot be mistaken for one's life purpose. A purpose is 
something you would do even if you didn't get paid for it. A job is a 
necessity. A purpose is your own drive for contribution. A job is 
something you do, even if you do not want to do it. A Purpose is 
something which you do because you want to do it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Above lines from Priya Kumar's 'The Perfect World' encapsulates briefly 
how one should view job and purpose of your life, in turn distinguishing
 between personal and professional life but still making most of both of
 them. This is the story of Niki Sanders, who while still struggling to find
 
meaning and purpose in life, is approached with an offer to be part of a
 planet called 'The Perfect world'. &lt;br /&gt;
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She is living an ordinary life laden with fear-loaded dreams, 
demanding relationships, a dissatisfying job, a bitter attitude and ever
 eluding aspirations. In a desperate attempt to seek clarity, courage 
and confidence, she unwittingly leads herself into meeting with two 
evolved souls from across the universe. These superior souls belong to 
"The Perfect World" and with them Niki embarks on the most 
thrilling adventure of her life; an adventure into infinite 
possibilities and self discovery.&lt;br /&gt;
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This part self-help book, part magic realism fiction takes you on a journey into the 
universe but also on a parallel journey within. Sprinkled with wisdom, the story urges you towards choices of power, 
passion and purpose in your daily actions leading towards spiritual awareness and spiritual greatness. The writing was crisp, editing tight and even though it is over 300 pages old, it rarely drags on.&lt;br /&gt;
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I
 am not a great fan of self-help literature but once in a while comes a 
book which makes you change your outlook towards this genre. It provides
 nuanced writing, is interspersed with magic realism to keep the 
narrative interesting with anecdotes. Read it when you feel low in life 
and you will enjoy it even more!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Author: Puneet Gupta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Suicide Banker is the story of a young banker whose employers believe in the motto
 of turning conventional wisdom upside down. Against the backdrop of 
financial boom and subsequent meltdown during the first decade of this 
century. Sumit becomes an unfortunate witness, active participant and 
ill-fated victim in the affairs of Ind-Credit Bank. Over the course of 
life-altering events, the once blue-eyed boy is slowly but surely sucked
 into the dark abyss of financial world his dreams collapsing one by one
 in a heap, taking a heavy toll on his personal and professional life. 
Will he be able to survive?&lt;br /&gt;
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Same in the spirit as Ravi Subramanian's &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.in/2011/11/book-review-53-incredible-banker.html"&gt;Banking trilogy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, the book moves at a brisk pace and we are introduced to a range of characters from all the hierarchical levels in the bank. The mystery seems interesting to start with and you genuinely feel sympathetic towards the rigmarole of Sumit's life. The language is crisp and there are quirky one-liners thrown in within the finance context. Even in personal relationships, there is a sincerity in Sumit's relationship with a junior colleague but at some point in the narrative, that plot-point is conveniently side-tracked and loses momentum. Such kind of road-blocks make this book a difficult read after the initial momentum.&lt;br /&gt;
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Problem is, there are very little nuances here, everything is sanitized and things get extremely preachy in the narrative. The author writes with a heavy hand, underlining every single point it makes while telling this story, leaving almost nothing to subtlety. As a result, the book is too long and rambles on and on when clearly a reader has run out of patience. If you’re unfamiliar with finance jargon, much of this book is going to
 sound like Greek to you. It could have been gritty and realistic, but 
it goes for a more populist tone instead. The conflict seems
 too simplistic in the end, and you’re pretty much bored for much of the second half. The personal life description of the main protagonist is too detailed specially including those scenes where his wife is hosting a TV show and invoking responses from audience. Almost 10 pages could have been simply edited out because it hardly makes a difference to the main narrative.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I am going with 2.5/5 for Puneet Gupta's 'The Suicide Banker'&lt;/b&gt;. It is not a bad book by any means; it is just too long, too preachy and too many characters sounding similar in the end analysis. A little restraint and light hand would have done this book a lot of good. Read it if you are from finance background, you may feel different about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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The theft of the precious mineral stone, the cavansite, from The Crystal
 Museum of Minerals has left everyone puzzled, more so because the modus
 operandi of the theft has uncanny similarities with an international 
bestseller, The Cavansite Conspiracy by Chris Carver. While the police 
and the curator of the museum are on the hunt, a spiritual group in 
Bangkok too is interested in acquiring it by any means.&lt;br /&gt;
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Meanwhile, Koyal Karnik, a lecturer in communication studies working in Hamburg, 
Germany, arrives in Pune to attend her friend Jasrajs wedding. Little 
does she know that she will not only be implicated in the theft of the 
cavansite, but that her friend will be murdered, and she will be forced 
to become a fugitive on the run. The only person she can trust is her 
ex-boyfriend Neel, with whom she takes off on a journey of mystery and 
love from India to Hamburg, then to the Isle of Sylt and finally, a 
London television studio. But can she really trust anybody? And what is 
the connection between Jasraj and the cavansite? What is Jasrajs fiance 
hiding? Finally, who is Chris Carver and what is his role in the 
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It is fast-paced and thrilling and keeps you glued most of
the time in the narrative. The twist in the end was unpredictable and it is highly unlikely many readers will be able to guess it before the climax. The story moves around various countries and a gamut of plot points which will keep you glued. I particularly liked the sensitive treatment with which the problem of left handed people in India is dealt with. Considering at one point of life, i seriously thought myself to be ambidextrous, i was able to relate to the dilemmas and social restrictions that come on the way.&lt;br /&gt;
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The romance between the couple is fun to read and extremely relatable. Both of them have a back story to fall on and are constantly throwing repartee which make their conversations spicy and juicy. The only time the book slips up is when the author infuses a Bollywoodish feel to the narrative by concentrating too much into the romance
between Koyal and Neel.&amp;nbsp; Right under the
nose of a death threat and conspiration to frame her, the couple play games on
ice-dunes and make the romantic sparks flew. What was sorely missing was a song to be picturized on the couple in
the Isle of Sylt! This acts as a deterrent to the pace of the story and
intermittently takes away the focus from the murder mystery, diffusing a juveliness
which is hard to fathom. But one should look beyond these nitpicking for an extremely rewarding read. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I am going with generous (3+0.5) = 3.5/5 for Manjiri
Prabhu’s ‘The Cavansite Conspiracy’&lt;/b&gt;. Barring a few glitches in the end and a
sagging middle portion, it is a tight thriller which delivers what it promises.
It starts briskly and will keep you engaged most of the time. I recommend you make time to read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-235783118743347131?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/-gAOde6uH-U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/235783118743347131/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=235783118743347131&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/235783118743347131?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/235783118743347131?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/-gAOde6uH-U/book-review-67-cavansite-conspiracy.html" title="Book Review - 67 : The Cavansite Conspiracy" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WZVt4UZPaM/Tyaffmuo3bI/AAAAAAAAAh4/0zc105oZhl4/s72-c/9788129119124.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2012/01/book-review-67-cavansite-conspiracy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUHRX0-fSp7ImA9WhRVEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-7654465783075890431</id><published>2012-01-09T16:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:53:54.355+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-09T16:53:54.355+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mushy Magic" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sex And The City" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><title>Book Review - 66  : Frosted Glass</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Frosted Glass comprises one story cycle consisting of 14 stories and one
 poem cycle consisting of 21 poems. The Stories, set in Calcutta, bring 
to the fore the darkness lurking in the human psyche and bare the baser 
instincts. The stories, compactly written raise contemporary issues like man-woman relationships 
and its strains, moral and ethics, environmental degradation, class 
inequality, rapid and mass-scale unmindful urbanisation, are devoid of sentimentalization. They&amp;nbsp; move around 
the central character who is named Rahul in all the stories. We 
encounter the events that shape, mar, guide Rahul's life and also the 
lives of those around him, making us question the very essence of 
existence. Rahul symbolises modern man; he is not just one character, 
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Books like 'Frosted Glass' are nightmares for reviewers. There is so much good and bad about the book that it is a tough choice to make a decision. The character 'Rahul' is repeated in each of the story, so after reading few of them, you stop relating to him because subconsciously you are still thinking of the previous story. The author could have so easily name all the male characters with different names in the story and still come out with that common feeling of fake, half-done relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is a long list of sexual desires depicted in the book - threesomes and foursomes, making out in public places, exhibitionism in front of painters, kinky pleasure of getting raped by mutual consent, fellatio by a 12-year-old, extra-marital affairs gone wrong in bed, sexual experiments with homosexuals and so on. I am hardly straitlaced to be affected by such repressed and unconventional methods of portraying relationships but the sensation of being on a high fades away after a while when the writing gets repetitive with the sexual escapades, and to a point it becomes draining and boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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 betrayal in personal relationships and resultant loneliness has been 
handled. The best thing is that the writer does not take sides between the betrayer and the betrayal and hence, you can empathize completely with that bitchy, saucy relationships. The poems weave a maze of dreams, images, reflections and 
stories. They are written in a reflective and many a time in a narrative
 tenor within a poetic idiom. The poems are inseparable in a hidden way 
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going with 2.5/5 for Sabarna Roy's 'Frosted Glass&lt;/strong&gt;. It is not a bad book by any means, but with a little more restraint and non-over-indulgence, it could have been so much better. In the hand, reading it feel likes being to your favourite restaurant but being undone by their signature dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ankur
 Palekar, a third year law student believes his life is quite sorted 
out, except that he does not want to become a lawyer, has a family 
history of lunacy and has actually fallen in love. Vyas, 
Ankur's roommate and best friend, has no such problems - only a 
girlfriend who emerges from a grave yard of all places and who insists 
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 never starts and vocal chords never stop, a college festival being 
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&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When a lawyer falls in love&lt;/i&gt; is a terrible, cliche title for a book that is actually not so bad but could have been much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Keep aside the usual college romance, where the book actually falters is the fact that it has little or no association with lawyers. Come to think of it, if you are writing a story about a law college and students, at least delve into a little detail about the making of these budding lawyers. That's where i felt let down. It touches this plot-point only at the surface level, not making much efforts sufficiently into the complexities of becoming a lawyer. Instead what we get is a whole host of palmistry and astrology gyaan which to be frank is bit of a drag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Having said that, there are portions written with sincerity and makes you relate to the whole range of characters without being over sentimental or cheesy. The editing is tight, and even though it could have done without those awkward clauses and pauses, it still holds on to its own when it comes to portraying the quintessential Bollywood type romance. There are few illogical turns in the narrative - like those living on campus switching to corresponding courses, students searching for those corporate jobs from year 3 and so on. But with competent writing and cheek-in-tongue jovial moments, you manages to finish the book in real quick time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;Mission Impossible – Ghost Protocol is an
enthralling, exciting ride albeit ridden with preposterous scenarios and very
little logic. It brings fun and action elements pervasive in the first three
installments of MI series and presents an action-packed, adrenaline pumping
journey which audience will love to be part of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;Tom Cruise returns to reprise his role of IMF
agent, Ethan Hunt. &amp;nbsp;His team on this new
mission comprises sexy but tough Jane Carter (Paula Patton), gadget-junkie
Benji (Simon Pegg) and a cocky desk analyst William Brandt (Jeremy Renner).
Together they must overcome all ‘limitless’ obstacles – including being disowned
by the US Presidentwhen they're falsely blamed for bombing the Kremlin in
their pursuit of crazy Russian businessman Kurt Hendricks (Michael Nvqvist),
who by the way is determined to blow up the world using nuclear weapons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;The most
exciting scene of the movie is when Ethun Hunt scales Dubai's 2500 odd-foot Burj Khalifa with nothing more than a pair of gloves. It is a brilliantly shot break-in sequence which makes you clutch your seat a little tighter.This is followed by a brilliant chase in the sandstorm giving you all the required goosebumps you expect in an action thriller. Ultimately, what takes the level to a higher level is the child-like enthusiastic attitude of Tom Cruise who gave his all to the character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;As expected,
Anil Kapoor appears in a blink-and-miss role of Indian business tycoon,
Brijnath. He is sleazy and utter lame dialogues such as ‘all Indian men are
HOT’. The length and the impact of such a role again raise important concerns about
Indian actors’ crossing over to Hollywood with very little to do or get in
terms of quality roles. Why Indian actors vouch for such meaningless roles with
the hope of ‘crossing over’ to Hollywood - a question remains unanswered. Nevertheless, it was sporting of him
to allow being slapped and kicked by the curvaceous Paula Patton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;In the end, MI - GP is a perfect popcorn munching, seat clutching thriller. Watch it because it brings backs the fun just like seen in the last three installments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-9042797625347582003?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/32H6EUKbka4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/9042797625347582003/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=9042797625347582003&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/9042797625347582003?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/9042797625347582003?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/32H6EUKbka4/mission-impossible-ghost-protocol.html" title="Mission Impossible - Ghost Protocol : An exciting ride" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2012/01/mission-impossible-ghost-protocol.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4BQXg_eip7ImA9WhRWFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-8883816106364141888</id><published>2012-01-03T15:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:15:50.642+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-03T15:15:50.642+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sex And The City" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><title>Book Review - 64 : The Blogging Affair</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: Amitabh Manu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In hindsight, 'The blogging Affair' reflects the dark, ugly side of vanity publishing in India. It is hard to point out any other reason how such a book can get into the market in the first place. This is lazy, almost arrogant publishing at its best. It is so laidback, that it even forgets the most basic ingredient in a book - a plot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;For the sake of it - here is the flimsy story: "A young woman’s body is found murdered in a suburban flat. The 
evidence reveals an affair with a married man. To the seasoned police 
force this is just another routine love triangle affair gone wrong. 
However, as other evidence comes to light, they are realising that 
there’s more to this crime than meets the eye. One detective comes 
across an anonymous blog and it sheds truth upon the case. The ramblings
 capture the ebb and flow of a criminal’s mind – and a murder of lust 
and betrayal: a sex-crazed husband wants the best of both worlds; the 
love of his wife and the challenge and raw passion of his mistress. When
 things take a turn toward hopelessness, will the husband end the 
affair? How far will he go to rid himself of this complication? The 
investigation twists and turns as the detectives solve this mind-bending
 case. The intrigue will leave you wanting more. The mystery will leave 
you perplexed. And you’ll ask, “Who is the blogger?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Generally, i find writing book review of the murder mystery most difficult because of the inherent nature of the genre. But i cannot say the same for this book since there is no mystery at all in the book. That is a totally different thing that it rambles on and on for more than 340 odd pages. It is an unedited version of the manuscript, and i am sure that no one remotely associated with the book - author, editor, publisher had any idea what they are doing with it. Keep aside the numerous spelling, punctuation and grammatical mistakes, it just does not engage you at the most basic level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Narrating the blog posts in a reverse chronological order and keeping the tone strictly gender-neutral raises red flags early in the book about the identity of the blogger. The married person's narrative is one big hoax and nothing else; writing about perverted sex moments without any links with the main story is ridiculous to say the least. I am not prudish by any means but continuously rambling about sex life without taking the story forward is insipid and frustrating to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The conversations between the cops and portraying their internal friction while solving the murder case is interesting to start with, but soon it also goes down the hill because there is no even an iota of mystery. In fact, there are such impractical and illogical plot points which will make you cringe no end. Sample these: The cops decides the sex of the blogger based on the colour of the dreams. The cops interrogates the married person on the phone rather than arresting him. The cops blatantly put forward all the clues in the front of all people remotely associated with the case as if solving a murder mystery is a child play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It is not that writing is bad, i have read worse. It is the lack of a proper plot, structure and any sophistication which kills you no end. Transposing all the blog entries on a book doesn't make sense till you provide a cohesive feel to it. There are far too many digressions in the name of education, quotes, religion, sexual frustrations that you just don't get a feel of the main story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going with 1/5 for Amitabh Manu's debut novel 'The Blogging Affair'&lt;/strong&gt;. It could have been far more rewarding read if there was some thought process gone behind the plot and the narrative rather than just filling in the pages with nonsense clatter. It's back-breakingly long, and I can't remember one plot point that made me feel excited about this book. Indeed, an affair gone horribly wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, i am finally on Tumblr. It was more or less just a matter of time. Of late, i am finding variety of thoughts crossing over my mind in the form of quotes, songs, videos, comments, photos which i desperately need to get out of the system. Twitter has a word limit of 140 and writing blog posts usually takes time and at times, require too much formatting. It is better to jot them down in a quick and efficient manner rather than just letting them go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, there you are... follow me &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/blog/amitkgupta"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on tumbler.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For all those who do not want to be part of &lt;i&gt;yet another&lt;/i&gt; social networking websites, i will post weekly/bi-weekly updates on the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Of all the words of tongue and pen, the saddest are: 'It might have been different'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It might have been different if i was this, if i was that. if i was there, if i was here. I would have done this, i would have done that. How many times have you heard this from others? How many times have you heard from yourself only? It's killing after a time, a repulsive feeling towards thinking what could have happen and what actually happened. Just imagining the unlimited possibilities of unbridled magnitude about your life, its various options, its various streams. It's fun most of the times, but sometimes it is just a bit of pain in the ass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It might have been so different if i was shorter or taller. It might have been different if i had brown little eyes or black shiny hairs. It might have been so different if i was stronger to overcome dirty politics or be at least immune to it. It might have been so different if i was more happier to destroy all the pieces of heart-break and agony. It might have been different if i was richer to buy another car or a piece of necklace.

It might have been different if i did something different in this year, something unique. It might have been different if i did something correct, something right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Another year passes by, i look around. Everything remains same. I change, for the worse, for the better. Not Sure. But what i&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;knows is: 'It might have been different'.&amp;nbsp;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Wishing everyone a rocking, fun-filled, prosperous and lovely 2012!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-3335301519992364830?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/GuapvyvcfPk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/3335301519992364830/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=3335301519992364830&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/3335301519992364830?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/3335301519992364830?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/GuapvyvcfPk/yun-hota-to-kya-hota.html" title="Yun Hota to Kya Hota...." /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/12/yun-hota-to-kya-hota.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEGR3c6cCp7ImA9WhRWEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-1799079183723327032</id><published>2011-12-30T23:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-30T23:07:06.918+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-30T23:07:06.918+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Delhi Dreams" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beyond The Byte" /><title>New Year Resolutions - A Reality Check</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every New Year people talk about resolutions, changes, promises,  goals and dreams. We will do this and we will do that. So many things to cater to, so many results to be achieved. And then in nothing less than a month, people forget those resolutions.  They fail to make those changes, keep those promises, finish those goals  and follow those dreams. Why? Well they give lots of excuses. And those  excuses always include, usually blaming everyone and everything but themselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;While it's true that the choices others make affect each of our lives  to a certain degree, in no way do they decide your life as a whole. No  one has that level of control over you. No one! Well, except yourself.  You control you. And you are fully responsible for you, for your life,  for your choices. Period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Making new year resolutions is a fad, not following them is a bigger fad. And making a big issues out of it is sick and at times, quite disgusting. We live in a finger pointing, shame blaming world. People hate taking  responsibility when they mess up and fail. But they love taking full  responsibility when they succeed! It's a selfish kind of love. It's why I  roll my eyes when I read a blog post about someone who goes on and on  about how much ass they are kicking in life, but they never share how  much they've had their ass kicked by life. It's just not a pretty  portrait to paint, therefore they don't paint it. Not only is it not a  realistic portrait of who they truly are, it's not beautiful. There is beauty in struggle. And there's even more beauty in having the courage to share one's personal struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want some kind of new year resolution - make the one to share your own story. Your own personal struggles to make things meet, show how they finally reached this world...in front of year. And that is indeed my new year resolution, after completing the dream, will share my own struggle story before the end of 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-1799079183723327032?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/-X_hVNOAXJA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/1799079183723327032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=1799079183723327032&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/1799079183723327032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/1799079183723327032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/-X_hVNOAXJA/new-year-resolutions-reality-check.html" title="New Year Resolutions - A Reality Check" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year-resolutions-reality-check.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cMQ3oyeyp7ImA9WhRWEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-8306027416198105680</id><published>2011-12-29T11:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-29T11:41:22.493+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-29T11:41:22.493+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mushy Magic" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sex And The City" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Office-Office" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India Shining or Shamming" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><title>Book Review - 63 : A Romance with Chaos</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7Kux7ydfJY/TvroT9QnC0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/ukqu803qHAc/s1600/romance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7Kux7ydfJY/TvroT9QnC0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/ukqu803qHAc/s200/romance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691116508695432002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Author: Nishant Kaushik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Publisher: Rupa &amp;amp; Co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Meet  Nakul Kapoor, a 20-something corporate executive, who gives you a  hilarious account of how he struggles through a cobweb comprising an  unacknowledged position at work that leaves him with nothing but the  feeling of being an objectified resource, a stupid boss who thinks he is  a smart Alec, a gorgeous girlfriend who can't think below D&amp;amp;G and  Gucci when it comes to shopping with his credit card, and an extra pious  room-mate who thinks that watching sleazy films and lusting after  material comforts are trivialities that one needs to rise above. And  then, one day, a few random sketches drawn by an acquaintance seem to  give him the answers he has been looking for. Does he manage to wriggle  out of the muck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can look beyond the abundant stereotypes  from the corporate world, there is fun in exploring the world of Nakul.  There is a dickhead boss, a punch-you-in-backside colleague, an  all-beauty-no-brains girl friend, a friend who is secretly in love with  him, a random stranger who turns out to be an acquaintance and many  more. The author neatly packages all the elements of love life,  corporate politics, chaotic youngsters life and most importantly, life  as an IT professional. It does not fall into the trap of touching the  daily life of IT industry on the surface, but delves into the quotidian  activities with depth, and abundant details. Those teleconferences,  those outlook messages, those water cooler conversations, those  back-room gossips; it all adds up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me as a reader, the chaos portrayed in the life of Nakul was  extremely mature and delved with utmost sincerity and simplicity. The  author portrays this chaos through sketches, making you instantly  recognize what is exactly going wrong in his life. It does help that the  author keep the tone straight and simple, though an undercurrent of  humour is sprinkled all through the narrative. It is only in the final  act that the author let us down with abundant coincidences thrown in.  The boss and his daughter  Natasha sub-plot is done conveniently, it looks  contrived and so out of place. It makes very little sense and it appears  writer was running short of ideas or time or both.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am going  with generous (2.5+0.5) = 3/5 for Nishant Kaushik's 'A Romance with  Chaos&lt;/span&gt;'. Look beyond the usual stereotypes characters, and there is a  good heart beating in this book. Not a bad way to spend a lazy weekend,  and specially reliving those moments as an IT professional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-8306027416198105680?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/F4VATng__EU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/8306027416198105680/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=8306027416198105680&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/8306027416198105680?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/8306027416198105680?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/F4VATng__EU/book-review-63-romance-with-chaos.html" title="Book Review - 63 : A Romance with Chaos" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7Kux7ydfJY/TvroT9QnC0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/ukqu803qHAc/s72-c/romance.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/12/book-review-63-romance-with-chaos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4GQno4fyp7ImA9WhRWEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-8926309422663260841</id><published>2011-12-28T00:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-29T21:05:23.437+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-29T21:05:23.437+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mushy Magic" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sex And The City" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beyond The Byte" /><title>I want to sleep with you....</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep with you. I’m not implying sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just want to sleep. Cuddle. Just the two of us,  beneath the thick warm blankets, feeling each others heartbeats. I  want my arms around your waist, your head on my chest, the wind howling  outside the open window. The colder it gets, the closer we get. The moonlight shines upon the curtains. Silence before sleep, happily, blissfully, alone, eternal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to sleep with you. I'm not implying sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just want to sleep.  Snuggle. Just the two of us, floating in the lake of emotions, feeling  the warmth of each others fingers. I want your fingers entwined with me,  my legs on your side, the light flickering in the room. The warmer it  gets, the closer we get. The nocturnal smell wafting through our bodies.  Silence before sleep, quiet, creepy, fragmented, oblivious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to sleep with you. I'm not implying sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just want to sleep.  Embrace. Just the two of us, buried under the carpet of feelings,  feeling the strokes, the squeezes, the grazes. I want our hands all over  - above and below, the music floating in the room. The hotter it gets,  the closer we get. The early morning rays through the windows. Silence  before sleep, perspiring, tainted, persistent, ageless, timeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to sleep with you. I'm not implying sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just want to sleep with you. Clasp. Just the two of us, disowning each others  from our lives,clinging, clinching to the last thread. I want your  company , me beside you, love smelling in our room. The harder it is away from you, more closer we get. The  sun shining bright beyond the curtains. Silence after we sleep, eerie,  continual, undying, unyielding, perpetual. My Love. Your Love. Our Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-8926309422663260841?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/eFYPaPPOXg0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/8926309422663260841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=8926309422663260841&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/8926309422663260841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/8926309422663260841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/eFYPaPPOXg0/i-want-to-sleep-with-you.html" title="I want to sleep with you...." /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-want-to-sleep-with-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQASHw9fyp7ImA9WhRXGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-4176636887827798080</id><published>2011-12-27T15:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:09:09.267+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-27T16:09:09.267+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beyond The Byte" /><title>Book Review - 62 : Harbart</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2UUU-qE7Ho/TvmXw6l07hI/AAAAAAAAAhA/JYJf3bYkMgA/s1600/th3_front_harbart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2UUU-qE7Ho/TvmXw6l07hI/AAAAAAAAAhA/JYJf3bYkMgA/s200/th3_front_harbart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690746470776761874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Publisher: Tranquebar Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Author: Nabaun Bhattacharya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Translator: Arunava Sinha  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Harbart Sarkar, sole proprietor of a business that  brings messages from  the dead to their near and dear ones left behind on earth, is found  dead in his room after a night of drinking with local young men. He has  killed himself. Why? Was it a threat to his business which brought him  money, respect, a standing in the family, more clients and fame? Or was  it a different ghost from his shadow life, where he was constantly  haunted by his own unfulfilled dreams and delusions? And as the  explosive events following his suicide reveal, as in his life, Harbart  remains a mystery in death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on Nabarun Bhattacharya's eponymous Sahitya Academy award-winning novel Herbert (1997), this translation by Arunava Sinha is a challenge to the rational mind. Herbert, who grows up on the charity of his relatives, is made out to be a good-for-nothing dimwit, thereby denied a normal life. He is an orphaned member of a crumbling household, who eventually becomes a metaphor of the collapsing city. He finds himself as someone who talks to the dead, is accused as charlatan by the Rationalists' Society, and the harmless do-gooder commits suicide. The multiplicity and the polyphony of the narrative is the most difficult matter to grapple with as it constantly moves from the comfort of a known world to the realm of the unknown. Despite a large sense of skepticism at work, when Herbert is dubbed an impostor, it is heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literary translations are always difficult to do with as you not only have to recreate the milieu, but keep the basic essence of characters and the story intact. It is important to understand the story within the cultural context and make sure those regional touches are not lost in the translation. All this majorly remains in place, with elements of dark humour, sarcasm and wit present throughout the narrative. However, there are clunky transitions in the book where poems appear and at many places, where there are conversations between the characters. All this leaves you a bit unsatisfied with the final product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am going with 3/5 for Arunava Sinha's translation of Harbart&lt;/span&gt;. It is a difficult read in a few places, but in the end keeps you glued for a major portion. Read it because it is different, set in a unique time period/milieu and makes you hooked up with the intriguing central character. In the end, it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an almost&lt;/span&gt; rewarding read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This review is a part of the &lt;a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews" target="_blank"&gt;Book Reviews Program&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.blogadda.com/"&gt;BlogAdda.com&lt;/a&gt;. Participate now to get free books!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-4176636887827798080?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/qPFV9mcvWRg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/4176636887827798080/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=4176636887827798080&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/4176636887827798080?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/4176636887827798080?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/qPFV9mcvWRg/book-review-62-harbart.html" title="Book Review - 62 : Harbart" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2UUU-qE7Ho/TvmXw6l07hI/AAAAAAAAAhA/JYJf3bYkMgA/s72-c/th3_front_harbart.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/12/book-review-62-harbart.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EMR34-eip7ImA9WhRWE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-9105233747422848975</id><published>2011-12-22T11:31:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-31T17:11:26.052+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-31T17:11:26.052+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mushy Magic" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beyond The Byte" /><title>Quote-Unqoute of Love</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Have  you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable.  It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone  can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses,  you build up a whole suit of armor, suit of armor, so that nothing can  hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid  person, wanders into your stupid life...You  give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something  dumb one day, like smile at you, and then your life isn't your own  anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and  leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we  should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into  your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the  mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love" - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Have  you ever been in love? Beautiful, isn't it? It makes you so secure. It  makes you want to give happiness to others and creates happiness for  others. It means someone can make you feel suave from inside and melt  you like no one ever has. You build up walls to stop people from coming  in, so that no one comes and be selfish with you. Then one  extra-ordinary person, no different from any other ordinary person,  wanders into your ordinary life...you share a piece of yourself,  uninhibited, without even thinking. They do something stupid one day,  like kiss you, and then your life isn't the same anymore. Love makes you  hostage, a parasite living on others life. It dissolves inside you. It  bobbles up your enthusiasm and leaves you possessed on to something, so  simple a phrase like 'may be we can be more than friends' turns into a  rose petals throwing fragrance wafting all the way into your heart. Love  swells and roars. Love fly and kicks. Not just in the heart. Not just in  the mind. Not just in the body. It's a soul-stirring, a real  gets-inside-you-and-robs-you-apart touch. I love love" - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amit Kumar Gupta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-9105233747422848975?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/3UeBzKg-sgE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/9105233747422848975/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=9105233747422848975&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/9105233747422848975?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/9105233747422848975?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/3UeBzKg-sgE/quote-unqoute-of-love.html" title="Quote-Unqoute of Love" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote-unqoute-of-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIHSX05eSp7ImA9WhRXEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-5906794309813254305</id><published>2011-12-19T13:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-19T13:12:18.321+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-19T13:12:18.321+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Office-Office" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beyond The Byte" /><title>Notes on 'Unusual People do things Differently' by T.G.C.Prasad</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8X3NuP7peBw/TuWrA4wd7zI/AAAAAAAAAgo/O87C6mBUJTo/s1600/9780143416753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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They are sensitive to nuances, look to provide lateral solutions, dare to think out of the box, and often end up changing the rules of the game. The book mixes both the traditional and modern outlook for bringing changes in our lives by providing a sharp, concise way of dealing with tough situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.G.C. Prasad presents the views and experiences of sixty-five individuals, from well-known names like Mike Lawrie, Azim Premji and Mother Teresa to a chef, a masseuse and a service boy, with whom he has had meaningful interactions and who have inspired him. He includes people from a broad professional spectrum; CEOs, doctors, the director general of police, realtors, an attorney, a chartered accountant; a consultant and a sports coach are among those who make his list. Singling out a dominant factor from each person’s story, he outlines the journeys these people undertook and the behaviours they exhibited, and shows how these links up to the results they achieved.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book has been divided into six themes all dealing with lessons that one must learn from the business world. The author has given a number of examples in each of themes as each chapter talks about one of the individuals he met or worked with. The stories that have been jotted down are interesting and the book provides the dos and the don’ts while in it or planning to go in it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author does not fall into the trap where most non-fiction authors generally delve into; telling long boring corporate stories. Instead, the length of each chapter is kept to a minimum, crisply edited and does not hammer a view on the readers to the point of boredom. Essentially entrepreneurial in nature, the narrative even enjoys showing the human side of a few individuals. I particularly enjoyed the stories from the lower strata of society, they somehow makes more impact and are deftly dealt by the author.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unusual People Do Things Differently is full of pithy everyday management lessons and offers valuable insights to everyone who aspires to grow manage and lead. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Read the book in short bursts, looking for that kick-start to be inspired in your own field. Go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-5906794309813254305?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/MzoX3MP94Ck" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/5906794309813254305/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=5906794309813254305&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/5906794309813254305?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/5906794309813254305?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/MzoX3MP94Ck/notes-on-unusual-people-do-things.html" title="Notes on 'Unusual People do things Differently' by T.G.C.Prasad" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8X3NuP7peBw/TuWrA4wd7zI/AAAAAAAAAgo/O87C6mBUJTo/s72-c/9780143416753.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/12/notes-on-unusual-people-do-things.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUERXs9eyp7ImA9WhRXEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-461723548414522355</id><published>2011-12-17T10:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-17T11:06:44.563+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-17T11:06:44.563+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India Shining or Shamming" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><title>Book Review - 61 : Prey By The Ganges</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVR3lWj6qzQ/TuwpBWeE7fI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2S4LAqdOM6M/s1600/9788183281867.jpg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVR3lWj6qzQ/TuwpBWeE7fI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2S4LAqdOM6M/s200/9788183281867.jpg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686965532650434034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Author: Hemant Kumar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Publisher: Wisdom Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an inherent pleasure to read a book with little expectations  and be pleasantly surprised with it. Prey by the Ganges by Hemant Kumar  maintains a consistent tone over the course of nearly 400 pages and  provides a tight thriller that is hard to put down. It helps that the  author is sure-footed with the milieu the story has panned itself and  brings an ensemble of engrossing characters that are difficult to get  out of your mind even after finishing the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in 1948, during one night on the bank of Ganges, Vaidya Shambhu  along with his servant, Hariya, are waiting for his friend,  Ravi, who to had gone to Janak Ganj to trade with Thakur Suraj Singh.  Shambhu,  helplessly, watches his friend getting beaten to death. When the  bandits leave Ravi on the brink of death, Shambhu brings the dead body,  washes it  and buries it. Intrigued to find the reason of his death, he starts a  journey to Janaj Ganj to take on the evil Thakur, Gajanan.  Both the  Thakurs are competitors and are loggerheads with each other. What  follows is a fascinating story about dealing with these two characters  and a blood-curling heist for an exclusive diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the word go, with the nerve-wrecking description of killing of  Ravi, the author barge in the point that it is not going to be an easy  read. Over the course of the narrative, we are introduced to an eclectic  mix of characters - the psychopath among Thakur's men, the nubile girl  having immense sexual prowess, the well-knitted thakurain, the lusty  babe whose piece both the gangs want and many more. All these characters  interwoven seamlessly within the narrative brings about a  roller-coaster ride that will engage and enthrall you no ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book flirts with such themes as the compromises of village  politics, the price that must be paid for integrity, and the loss  of innocence. Even these revelations aren't of an earth-shattering  magnitude, and the book feels naive for presenting them as such. But  despite its shortcomings, the book works as a tight thriller  that sustains dramatic tension throughout.  The only time it falters is when all the blood-curling and abusive  scenes starts to appear repetitively, almost sequentially making you  feel like skipping the pages and get on the climactic deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am  going with 3.5/5 for Hemant Kumar's debut novel, 'Prey by the Ganges'&lt;/span&gt;.  It is written with love, care and affection albeit portraying emotions  of lust, revenge and power. A fresh voice on the Indian fiction circuit,  which needs to be loved, nurtured and protected to provide us even  better work in the future. Go ahead and get absorbed in a world of gory  details, highly recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-461723548414522355?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/0EVb2_K86fE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/461723548414522355/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=461723548414522355&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/461723548414522355?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/461723548414522355?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/0EVb2_K86fE/book-review-61-prey-by-ganges.html" title="Book Review - 61 : Prey By The Ganges" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVR3lWj6qzQ/TuwpBWeE7fI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2S4LAqdOM6M/s72-c/9788183281867.jpg.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/12/book-review-61-prey-by-ganges.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUBR3o5cCp7ImA9WhRQEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-5261646717520567710</id><published>2011-12-07T14:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-07T15:00:56.428+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-07T15:00:56.428+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><title>Book Review - 60 : Charliezz</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jA4eMulrlV8/Tt8E2IyoPJI/AAAAAAAAAgc/WLBIfnS5vLc/s1600/9789381576557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jA4eMulrlV8/Tt8E2IyoPJI/AAAAAAAAAgc/WLBIfnS5vLc/s200/9789381576557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683266582884138130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Author: Trupthi Guttal and Zeeshan Farooqui&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Frog Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world of sorrows,  tension and pressure the typical office, where employees come, do their  jobs just for the money and dash back to their homes. The  office here is an engineering firm which is in the process of making its  mark in the world. This story revolves around two main characters working  for this corporation - Zahir Pathan and Khushi Patil - and their  struggle to prove themselves as worthy employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, work and work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a wave of relief is brought by Zahir.  He travels into his yesteryear's in college giving Khushi a glimpse of  what he experienced during his nourishing days. Phase one begins with  his five college friends, including Zahir, who are invited forcibly by  one of their not-so-friendly-friend to his ancestral home where they  created havoc but managed to survive the wrath of his parents. These  five have an insatiable hunger for creating problems. Amidst the roller coaster ride, Zahir  manages to find love in a lissom girl called Rashmi, his college  friend, which unfortunately ends up disastrously. What is the reason?  Will they reunite or does life has a different plot ready for them? And  where does Khushi fit in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins in a typical corporate  set-up with a stereotypical boss and subdued colleagues. Boss erupts,  colleagues listen. The conversational format is unconventional but other  incidents interspersed within the narrative are not seamless and leaves  a lot to be desired. There are couple of incidents of the college days  which engages the readers but are soon frittered away as none of them  are interesting enough to be sustained. It becomes a typical  cross-religion/cultural love story which eventually makes very little  impact. It gets minimum footage in the narrative and that too only  towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am going writh 2/5 for Trupthi Guttal and  Zeeshan Farooqui's 'Chaliezz'&lt;/span&gt;.  It starts promisingly but soon becomes a  mis-mash of a love story, corporate politics and college adventures,  none of them strong enough to make an impact. Read it if you must.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-5261646717520567710?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/Pv4-5DLzrj0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/5261646717520567710/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=5261646717520567710&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/5261646717520567710?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/5261646717520567710?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/Pv4-5DLzrj0/book-review-60-charliezz.html" title="Book Review - 60 : Charliezz" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jA4eMulrlV8/Tt8E2IyoPJI/AAAAAAAAAgc/WLBIfnS5vLc/s72-c/9789381576557.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-review-60-charliezz.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ADR3g-eip7ImA9WhRRE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-1594146333765878118</id><published>2011-11-26T14:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-26T15:32:56.652+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-26T15:32:56.652+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><title>Book Review - 59 : Haunted</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPuA_lCGJzE/TtCoImlKBrI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/77EO9sKbC3s/s1600/douglas-mesquita2-300x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPuA_lCGJzE/TtCoImlKBrI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/77EO9sKbC3s/s200/douglas-mesquita2-300x225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679223995863008946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Author:  Douglas Misquita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Publisher: Frog Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FBI Special Agent Kirk Ingram's life is torn apart when his family is  brutally murdered before his eyes. Devastated physically and  psychologically, he vows to destroy organized crime in all forms. Across  the globe, an international trade house brings terrorist activities and  organized crime together in a deadly nexus that threatens to bring the  world-order to the point of anarchy. And only one man stands in the way  of global terror and paranoia-one man seeking redemption, and waging a  personal battle against the demons of his past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunted by  Douglas Misquita is a breath of fresh air in the Indian fiction.  Treating the book like a lurid thriller, the author goes for an  audacious tone and a brisk pace, grabbing your attention from the very  word go. The action scenes have a vivid description and brings you  straight to the center of the action. Even though the fact that some  scenes 'inspired' from the Mission Impossible, The Bourne Identity and  Die Hard series is difficult to ignore, the book keeps you on  tenterhooks and provides a tight thriller which is difficult to put  down. My favourite scene is the one action scene which happens  underwater and is well written to capture the essence of the narrative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are new characters introduced on every 10-15 pages and if you are  not attentive, there is a good chance you may miss a few of them. It is  not a bad idea to read this book in fewer sittings to enjoy it to the  maximum potential. These characters are the emotional core and the reason  the book remains grounded even when the plot occasionally teeters on  the  brink of sheer cheesiness. The quirky, witty conversations between them amidst crazy things going all around them forms the most enjoyable portions of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book flirts with terrorism, suicide bombers, killings, police  politics and revenge drama. Even though these revelations aren't of an  earth-shattering magnitude, and the book  feels naive for presenting them as such. But despite its shortcomings,  the book works as a brisk thriller that sustains dramatic  tension throughout.  The book runs out of steam in the middle portions where the actions  scenes are abundant, but brings in a fatigue factor. Couple of sub-plots  involving the various FBI agents are unnecessarily stretched and could  have been better edited better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these are mere nitpicking's in an otherwise engaging, engrossing  action pack adventure. Despite not much novelty on a plot-level, it  works big time with a brisk pace, crispy editing and tight screenplay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I  am going with 3.5/5 for Douglas Misquita's 'Haunted'&lt;/span&gt;. Read it if you  are a fan of this genre, You will remain haunted a long time after you  have finished the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-1594146333765878118?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/MWOUshE-XTk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/1594146333765878118/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=1594146333765878118&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/1594146333765878118?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/1594146333765878118?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/MWOUshE-XTk/book-review-59-haunted.html" title="Book Review - 59 : Haunted" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPuA_lCGJzE/TtCoImlKBrI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/77EO9sKbC3s/s72-c/douglas-mesquita2-300x225.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-review-59-haunted.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EEQXs4cSp7ImA9WhRSGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-2647199487049245364</id><published>2011-11-22T11:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:30:00.539+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-22T11:30:00.539+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Office-Office" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beyond The Byte" /><title>Notes on Rohit Arora's TransGanization</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJMhkozClKs/TskGDmY825I/AAAAAAAAAgE/pnlhNNLuoDE/s1600/102109_9789380942353_pbilimage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJMhkozClKs/TskGDmY825I/AAAAAAAAAgE/pnlhNNLuoDE/s200/102109_9789380942353_pbilimage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677075464191794066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Author: Rohit Arora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;Publisher: Times Group Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rating: 3/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TransGanization, the book is a collection of thoughts on how  operationally organizations face growth trajectory problems. The content  also gives explanation on the strategic approach to molding  organizational dynamics when organization is moving to a more structured  way of working from a free energy of entrepreneur set-up. It is neatly  packaged, short, concise book which does not beat around the bush and  provides a succinct way of bringing around the required changes in an  organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The   process of changing the organizational  genetics at the time of    changing market scenarion or changing business model or  during the    phase-shift from one state to another is called TransGanization.                        This process involves changing people, processes     systems, leadership, culture and other internal aspects to sustain    competitive  advantage and growth. Inspired by the different species  from the movie 'Avatar', the author adapts the same concept into the  business, by incorporating the needs of people, policies and procedures  into the business model before incorporating changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span itemprop="description"&gt;It contains a hands-on set of  problem-solving instruments as well as tools through which they can  determine where they or their organization stands and the ways the gap  can be eliminated between where it is at present and where it should be  relative to the transganization paradigm&lt;/span&gt;. The DVD is excellent,  with high quality video explaining the concepts and a detailed interview  with the author. In fact, i enjoyed the DVD more than the book. A  worthy read if you are an entrepreneur looking to make some sweeping  changes into the business model or planning to incorporate innovations  in the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-2647199487049245364?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/wvz-PsMB7gc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/2647199487049245364/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=2647199487049245364&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/2647199487049245364?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/2647199487049245364?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/wvz-PsMB7gc/notes-on-rohit-aroras-transganization.html" title="Notes on Rohit Arora's TransGanization" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJMhkozClKs/TskGDmY825I/AAAAAAAAAgE/pnlhNNLuoDE/s72-c/102109_9789380942353_pbilimage1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/11/notes-on-rohit-aroras-transganization.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQBQHg5cCp7ImA9WhRSGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-1604319265308752162</id><published>2011-11-21T11:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-21T12:05:51.628+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-21T12:05:51.628+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life in a Metro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booking a Book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><title>Book Review - 58 : The Reverse Journey</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOx7hQ9KSes/TsemBrHLHBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/fa_caL7nx0s/s1600/9789381115350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOx7hQ9KSes/TsemBrHLHBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/fa_caL7nx0s/s200/9789381115350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676688403006692370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Author: Vivek Kumar Singh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;Publisher: Frog Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a story about a young man faced with a decision - to follow his  heart or brain. The heart wants happiness in India, among his family,  friends and people who are like him. His brain wants money - without it  what security does he have? All his friends are relocating to the USA.  He feels isolated. And so he decides to follow 'the rat race'. He  travels to America. Will the journey to a foreign land bring happiness?  Will money be the answer to his prayers? Or will he finally realise that  true joy is the sense of belonging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverse Journey is one of those books where author is not sure which  tone is suitable to take forward the narrative. So it becomes  autobiographical when the author starts narrating own experiences while  becomes a fiction when he decides to throw in a love story. As a result,  it ends up being a mixture of awkward plot-points, cringing dialogues  and clunky transitions. What finally manages to stay with you is the  detail with which the author has penned down the minute details about  living away from the country, adjusting to the new culture, momentarily  forgetting your own and hypocrisy of Indians when subjected to racist  remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is thought provoking, delving deep into the psyche of  Indians abroad or who move abroad after living for a substantial time in  India. The author manages to capture the small nuggets of life abroad  sincerely, but fails to enthuse any kind of reliability to the  characters. Yes, you can relate to them at human level but all of them  are written with flat note and hardly any variation, that in the end it  fails to enthuse you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am going with 2/5 for Vivek Kumar Singh's 'The reverse journey'&lt;/span&gt;. It  makes some pertinent points about brain-drain and living away from India  but it is so poorly structured and told with flat narrative, that it  will leave you with an empty feeling. How you wish author showed a  little restraint and properly-laid straight storytelling to complement  very competent thoughts about his journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-1604319265308752162?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/qM9RPKKn6fU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/1604319265308752162/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=1604319265308752162&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/1604319265308752162?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/1604319265308752162?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/qM9RPKKn6fU/book-review-58-reverse-journey.html" title="Book Review - 58 : The Reverse Journey" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOx7hQ9KSes/TsemBrHLHBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/fa_caL7nx0s/s72-c/9789381115350.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-review-58-reverse-journey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UAR3c6fCp7ImA9WhRSF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189762451991226178.post-8422538318454562</id><published>2011-11-20T19:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:57:26.914+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-20T19:57:26.914+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scribbled Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life is a Bitch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Titsy-Bitsy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beyond The Byte" /><title>Can love realise our true self?</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How do you go about trusting people in this materialistic world - by their words, expressions or actions? In these days where online relationships are more or at least equally important for people, the line for trusting people is definitely getting blurred. People cover themselves so brilliantly, i wonder even they themselves are able to uncover that mask easily. Or may be they just learn to live by it. In any case, it is much easier to live with the mask on than be honest. But then how do you maintain honest, true relationships? Do you ever realise your true self? Do you ever realise the truth of love in relationships? Do you ever realise the honesty of the relationships you are in? It is just like being in fog, you know the destination but can't find a way to reach there. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always believed that every relationship - long or short, close or far teaches something. If it does not change you as a person, it at least allows you to form an opinion about people in your future relationships. But is that opinion always correct? How many times people judge their current relationships with what happened in the past? How many times people in your current relationships suffer because of your past? How many times people your current friendships do not go a step forward in the relationship, something which should have been so natural, so easy, so convincing...just because of your past. Just because certain people like to keep a mask on... to keep having that ostrich mentality as if nothing has happened....nothing will happen if you lose one relationship, nothing will happen if you lose &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one more&lt;/span&gt; relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise one true self, to be on your own... you don't have to hide behind anyone or anything. Just make yourself busy, so busy you don't realise the pain of not being in love or in a relationship. Time doesn't heal relationships, it is all bull shit. What you do in that time heals relationships. What you achieve in that time heals relationships. What you learn and unlearn about human tendencies heals relationships. Then may be, just may be... you will find the real self of love, and hopefully, yourself too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189762451991226178-8422538318454562?l=loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~4/8I02rrBGy1I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/feeds/8422538318454562/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2189762451991226178&amp;postID=8422538318454562&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/8422538318454562?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189762451991226178/posts/default/8422538318454562?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HopelessRomantic/~3/8I02rrBGy1I/can-love-realise-our-true-self.html" title="Can love realise our true self?" /><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01566865923898344226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m579QAcJ16Y/S3aIc7pT3GI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BwcDHWqDPGg/S220/japanese_maple.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/2011/11/can-love-realise-our-true-self.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

