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There was a moment, somewhere around midnight, when I looked up from the page and instinctively glanced toward the dark corner of my room. Nothing was there. Of course nothing was there. Yet Saga of The Djinn’s Daughter — Book 1: The Night of Fire had quietly altered the atmosphere around me in the way only certain stories can. The ceiling fan continued its familiar hum. A distant vehicle passed o...
There is a particular kind of silence that arrives after reading about someone standing at the edge of everything they once were.I experienced that silence while reading Unshakable Confidence: The Anand Modi Story. Not because the book tries to shock the reader, but because it quietly forces you to confront a difficult question: Who are you when the life you built with your own hands suddenly disa...
There was a moment while reading Where the Highway Ends when I found myself staring at the ceiling instead of the page. Not because the book had become difficult, but because it had quietly opened a door to a memory I had not visited in years. I remembered sitting beside my father on a humid Maharashtra afternoon, listening to him explain something with complete certainty while I pretended not to ...
The evening settled comfortably around the team.Dinner had arrived. Conversations flowed effortlessly from one corner of the table to another, bouncing between laughter, teasing and old memories.For the first time in weeks, nobody was discussing deadlines.Or presentations.Or client calls.They were simply people.And Kaia found herself enjoying it more than she expected.Adrian had arrived a few minu...
मोड़ जो देखा था उसपे मुड़ जाते हम,तो नजाने कहाँ तक पहुँच पाते हम।If I had turned at that bend I saw,Who knows how far I would have reached.- Javed Akhtar, Gully BoyIt was late at night. I was lying in my bed, sobbing. My wife, 7 months pregnant, was consoling me. I had decided to shut down my startup of 3 years that day. We were expecting. I had to become serious and find myself a job. I had found...
She said she forgave me. Then she locked the door.She was excited the whole day and the whole week. Next day was the Saturday I promised I would take her out on. I wondered how to talk to her regarding the unexpected change of deadlines at the office today. As night fell, I mustered up the courage and explained it all with a heartfelt sorry. She was kind enough to accept the changes and smiled at ...
A bookmark was already waiting a few pages ahead because I was certain I would stop after the first case. It turned out to be one of those optimistic decisions readers make when they underestimate a good mystery.The problem with Bro, We’ve Got A Case! is that it quietly slips into the part of your mind that still remembers what it felt like to believe every locked door hid a secret and every unusu...
Every family has a room no one enters.The dinner is set on the table. He, his wife, his son, his mother, all serving themselves chapati and curry on their plates. They talked about bills, neighbours, relatives, college fees, gas cylinder prices etc, but not about her. His daughter who ran away. They never did.
There is a moment somewhere around the first fifty pages of Still Breathing: Silence, Survival, and the Things We Never Told when I had to place the Kindle face down beside me and walk to the balcony for air. It was past midnight. Somewhere below, a scooter kept refusing to start, again and again, the sound echoing through the lane like frustration refusing to die quietly. I remember standing ther...
There are romance novels that feel manufactured entirely out of fantasy, and then there are books like Claim that understand something darker about attraction — how sometimes two wounded people don’t fall in love gently. They collide like storms over a city already carrying too much damage beneath its skyline.That was the feeling I carried through most of this book.Not softness. Collision.I had wa...
