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You Only Live Once                    - by Stuti Changle You only lives once is a story having narrations from 3 different people. Alara, a girl visiting back to India from Czech in search of the answers related to her mother's disappearencefrom her life. Aarav, an intern working in HSBC bank yet his dreams to be a stand-up comedian gets him on a different paths to trade altogether. Thirdly, we have Ricky, a man who is almost a generation ahead of Alara and Aarav who believes  that the best way of living your life is by following your heart and passion. All these 3 characters are from miles away, yet the one thing that connects them all, is Elisha. Elisha was a well-known singer in Goa who had disappeared in the midst of her career and left behind questions and rumors. The book tails the story of their search for Elisha and the questions she left behind her  disappearance. She inspired people to live a life chasing your own dre...

I held the Key Chain in my hand and stared at every nook and corner it had. It was well made and though it didn't look very expensive, it definitely  looked as it was made with perfection and patience. It had the initial of his first name at it.  'R',  it said. It wasn't intended to be with me. But, it just happened to be with me. I kept staring at it, going into flashbacks about what just happened in the past few hours or so,and trying to make sense out of that. Today is my last day  at B and I  have already got my tickets booked for this evening 6 PM to say Good Bye Forever .I ain't sad. Its just a mixed feeling of somethings ending whereas others are willing to get started. This morning, I met R, just as we all friends were meeting up as the batch of 2022.  I have known  since  last 5 years. We are in the same batch ( I guess that's obvious by now) and have joked a few times we were working together for any event. I have always seen him happy a...

Yesterday was a day of unexpected rains,  not just drizzle but pouring of rain drop that sting at your eyes while you drive.  I was at home yesterday, in the early afternoon and the only thing that kept  bothering me was the question, whether or not I  should travel 7 km for 1 hour lecture that was to be held at 4. majority of the people would not have care to attend but what mattered to me was that the lecture was by a professor who was one of the finest I have met so far. I decided to go, not just for the sake of the lecture, but also for the fact that I was expecting a meeting for a event we were planning to organize. So, both the tasks were important and at this situation,  driving was not an issue. I was already being guilty of non-productive the whole day. So, I got ready and drove off to the college. I reached on time and things were happening as planned. The whether was a bit cold with breezy and I doubted if that would lead to rain. Most probably not. I...

 Growing up, I hated phone calls . The only call I took were those from my dad, when he used to live in another far-off City and those calls too, for the shortest period of time. There were another set of events where I had to take the calls and sometimes, initiate them all together. I guess you too guessed it- BIRTHDAYS!  Sometimes theirs  and at others, mime. When I joined college and took on responsibilities, I had to keep my self available for others. They may call or text when-so-ever and then, it would be my job to sort that query. I didn't like that initially yet, once started,  I would love to interact with them. The texts and messages poured in, with a variety of Tasks-at- Hand for me and I dedicated my self for that, given the appreciation I received . The people I worked for were happy and satisfied with me. Who wouldn't be satisfied when there tasks were done with utter sincerity. There was no reason to be Unhappy though! Maybe, it was during this time th...

 Today can be described like a day a little unique and a little different from my all others day we have had. I guess that's the perfect description to the days we all have. A little Different and a little unique in its own way. We have had a plan of visiting the Mental Hospital of our city and get that exposure. It sounded really exciting as we we have had days where we got no exposure for postings at all.  The Hospital to be visited was a little ahead of our college and also, I had a little task that could have been completed only after reaching the college,so I planned to get to the  college first, complete the task at hand and then get to the mental hospital. Also, I had to pick up a friend to take him to the Mental Hospital as well and that proved a great help to him,that he got the lift and to me,that I got someone who would be dictating the path to be followed in order to reach there. A win-win situation, right? For the initial 20 minutes of our arrival there, we, ...

  Something I'm Waiting To Tell You.              - Shravya Bhinder The novel is the sequal of Something I Never Told You and according to me, there could not have been a better  and fairy-tale ending to the story.   The story begins with a short visit in the past revealing how Adira's Great-grandfathet and Great-grandmother met and tied a know together, saying Life is All About Second Chances. The story begins with Adira showing subtle signs of improvement. Her mother and Ronnie have been  making great efforts for her recovery , despite her mother not approving Ronnie's presence around Adira and blaming him for his condition.  From Google Images. Also, the book has been plotted at the time of first Covid-19 Lockdown that brings its own struggles to bear with. Does this creates a distance between the two or actually brings them closer? I guess you might have actually guessed that ! The book is really cute to read ( if you ...

  Forever Is True             - Novoneel Chakraborty  Sequal to Forever Is A Lie, this novel begins with Prisha being found, is stip alive and is in the Hospital.  The First part, Forever is a Lie , was more focused on getting on the romance part but this one stays a mystry-solving in its ending chapters.  Prisha and Saveer are in the conflict to stay together or split, concerning the attacks those were aimed at Ruining all the Happiness for Saveer. All's Well that Ends Well. There were big questions the previous book left behind. How many more to be killed ? Will there be another attempt to kill Prisha? Is it all done by Saveer himself?  (Taken from Google Images) A few spoiler will give insights of what's inside right ?  Diggy was killed . Prisha and Saveer split. But they did find the real culprit. This book has intense feelings, be it love, separation or rage. This is the part that unravels the answer to the question the fi...

 My head aches and my nose feels blocked. I am sitting in the lecture hall as I write this. Groups of students have gathered as they plan to visit the its a grand annual fest organized by college in Delhi. They are excited as its the first ( at least in front of me ) trip with FRIENDS they have recently been. They are excited to visit Delhi (fine, now you know that my college is far from Delhi ! In terms of distance, yes it definitely is !) And then, it is definitely the time of their lives when they can try and count upon each other for fest and events, memories and bonding Sounds Exciting ! Does it ? I bet you would have wanted to be a part of that too.  But at this moment, as I write this, my head hurts with the buzz and the fuss around me. More than this, I do doubt while saying this, but is it normal for me not to be So Excited about this ? The fact that next week, we are starting with our exams, makes the students less willing to attend the lecture . The class seems...

 Forever is a Lie              -Novoneel Chakraborty Forever is a Lie is a story of Prisha, a 18- year old girl, living in the beautiful city of Bangalore , studying Mass Communications. She is heart broken and initially presents as an introvert, not willing to mingle with anyone.  On the other hand, we have Saveer, a 34 years old man who has been living  with the constant guilt of killing his girlfriend. Throughout the story, he keeps repeating that she died due to him, his whole family and nearly all his favorite acquaintance have died and he was responsible for it. He also mentions that he should have told his girlfriend, Ishanvi about..... What is it that keeps him so much in guilt and what did he wanted to tell her? An investment banker by career, he leaves his well paying job after the death of  Ishanvi and starts an NGO. The character of Saveer is split in two ways, one side he wants to avoid the misery in his life by avoidin...

  Almost Single           - by Advaita Kala A tangy-novel written by Adavita Kala, it is a story of a lady, 29 years old, unmarried and, wait  do you think she is so-work-focused that she didn't marry, busy following her ambition? Well, that's not the case. She hates her job. She hates her boss. She hates her bank-balance. Also, she isn't really proud of her appearance but the one thing that makes her unique is her confidence and acceptance of what's happening around her and her desperate-need of making things work her way. We all need that, right? The whole story tales her experiences, from being one-of-the-unmarried 29 year old, fighting with the social-frown ( not literally, though), in the same 'raft' as her friends to the one…….. Well, read it !. The story is written in a brutally-honest way which shows off the vulnerable and I-don't-know-stuff-and-that's-okay in addition to the heroic moments of the narrator and her acquaintance.   The ...

          ( Picture credits to Google images ) Some of the Abstracts with most beautiful remembrance!  Thank you  ANU.

 Bombay rains, Bombay girls. It’s a novel written by Anirban Bose, is a story that entails the experiences Adi, a boy of 18 from Ranchi when he first come to Bombay, leaving his home to study medicine. First time out of home and free for the experiences that awaits, it’s the story radiating youth and courage. It’s a very relatable to medical students and gives precise insights of the medical college life. There is the pressure and hard-work and sacrifice that medicine takes and on the other hand, there is the will to explore life, gathering experiences and peoples. One side, you want to leave everything and go for the field that you have chosen, on other-side is the teenage-mind that encourages to explore a little bit, feel a little bit more.  I feel I was one of the lucky ones to read this on a rainy day !  There are other aspects mentions, like love, broken and found again! The best thing is, it doesn’t sound out of reality and is beautiful and simple, just like all of ...

My phone being the way it is, it got switched off in the middle of the road. The most confusing road  and me being the a very forgrtdull one , I gad no option that to leave things as they are and and drive back to college, by whatever path I remember and  trust where it's leading me. It was the high time in afternoon. It was hot and axitiogenic for me. But I had not other solution. I roamed and roamed in the maze and taking a few wrong turns and other right turns I at last reached and om Time.  I rushed back to mess to have my food as soon as possible. I had to call my mom to inform I am alright and aittimg in my college. I called. She answered casually. Wait,  did she even notice I had a phone switched off  since hours and I had to tackle the roads without maps ? "That's okay."I though and moved on.

  So, today was the first Sunday after the exams. It’s the official 2nd holiday for me after the ending of the exam s but you know, it definitely takes some time for the tensions to wear off your mind and let the peace set in. today was a such a day. Waking up at 10 minutes past nine, I was reminded of the fact that my mommy needs to be at a designated place at or around 10 and I was expected to accompany her. I was really lazy to be at that position now and after beating around the bush for a while, I gave in and we were all set to leave. Brushing of teeth, bathing and getting ready still took a while, at last, that was a Sunday ritual and deserved its own honour! Before getting on behind the wheels, I made sure I had mugged up the path that we have to follow, as it was the first time we would be going there and the traffic was expected to be a little more than usual. Also, not forgetting the fact that I was at a level little less than intermediate when it came to driving. Being...

 So, the exams just finished yesterday. The things were crazy since the past whole month and everything revolved around exams. Students coming to class - they need to know what to study for exams. Stude ts not coming to college- they need to study for exams. You find students in a theater enjoying a  movie- they are having their time off pressure and will eventually leave to study for exams. And, about the students burning the mid- night oil, we'll they are the future rank holders. The  batch was really dynamic before the exams and after the end of it, the intensity of its dynamic its just increased.  After the end of exams, some left for home to reunite with their  families, other are hanging out and roaming around with their beasties. A few are working towards a new passions, others are sharpening their skills over their past achievements.Ans the rest, sleeping off all the worries over their heads. I mean, can anyone now taunt you to spend hours  lying do...

8th June, 2022 Evening 21:12  Its been a day a little emotionally harsher than the other. It was the first day of our paediatrics postings. Sounds good, right? I have always thought I have a knack for Paediatrics and I was looking forward for it keenly. Also, the fact that we were being ignored by the Obs-Gyne posting and then the very next month, it was hard to follow the community health lectures, which was then ignored by us. So, Pedia, it feels that it will accept me good!. I woke at around 8 and it as a headache to wake the way I did today, there was no electricity and hence no fan. Waking up sweaty is the worst way to wake up! Also, the fact that my phone just had 2 percent battery made things worse. I woke up, planned whether to go to college or not. We are having exam these days, so the classes and wards are empty for the time being. Me , going alone with no plan in n mind and no battery in phone could have been a plan flopped already. But, what else could have done at home...

 The situation feels out if control. It has slipped out of my hands. I need to handle this on my own.  But how? What would I do ? I can't get the the whole panoramic view of the situations. I am clueless of where it began and how did it get there and how abruptly it ended. Every fragment of the events had to be put in a sequence to make sense. I wake up sweaty. I feel panicked. Okay, let's keep calm and think, where did it all begun. Yesterday night. The party . The food. The argument. The hate and the curses sweared. And then.... I can't remember. I lost the  track of the events after that. Yet, I can sense that something terrible has happened by yhe way whole home looks strewn and by the no. Of missed calls , the number of people I have never known to exist  is referred by my phone screen. On the other side on the window of the room i am confined in, the sun shines the same, as usual  the extra-hot  expression as a revenge of human activists. Let's not ge...

 The cab has been booked  and it is the most probable fact rhat there is at least 15 mins in its arrival at the doorsteps. We are in no hurry . We can wait and spend these 15 mins in the company of the family we have spent our last 10 days with.  The initial time was full of talks but now , it just the silence that engulfs the surroundings. Everyone is overwhelmed , preventing the burst of expressions but holding back in scilence. The past 10 days were full of careless approach of a life that has been dealt with utmost care previously. We just ate, slept chatted and roamed around the city roads , not caring for the internals that awaits us. Life is going to be tough. It's inevitable to bypass the hard-times-that- awaits-us. But, Let go sometimes. There is the disturbing honk nearby. Well, the time to let go fun and get back to the regular roads travel come. Now, we would get back to the normal track and preform thee tasks we have always performed, carefully. We stood, wav...

  Before the Coffee Gets Cold              - By Toshikazu Kawaguchi There are a few decisions and actions, we all feel, we could have taken differently. We all, at some point of time in our lives , wish we could have taken the other road. The same human vulnerability have been the basis of the Novel, Before the Coffee gets cold. It is authored by  Toshikazu Kawaguchi and was published in 2015.( I should have read it a few years ago. I wish I could change this action of mine.) The novel is divided in 4 parts, where each part consist of the experience  1 subject had ,while time traveling. Each experience has a different relationship to be encountered and mended and, it feels really delightful to go through the experience shared by the character , and there is always a difference in what the person had in heart before the travel and after the travel. That's what the author has mentioned as The Change  Of Heart.  No matter the situ...

Predictable is Boring. Do you agree with me too ? When you are aware of what's going to happen, does it takes away your interest or you feel a surge of adrenalin to finish the task ?. Well, you can have either of the options that suits your point of view, or  you may belong  to the third category of having a surge of adrenalin to finish the task ,as you want to finish it off as soon as possible, because it doesn't interest you. Everyday is new. It presents with newer goods and bads. Things ain't fair everyday. How can we tackle this? Well, Learn how to pave your way through all the obstacles,  never losing your focus from what you want to accomplish. Also, don't get obsessed with what you want to do . Balance, between  fun and practicality.  Again, I don't expect anyone to be able to comply this overnights. Things take their own time, their own discipline to make it happen.  No wonder people now-a-days are focusing so much in exploring and bringing out some...

 What could you make out from the title. 🤔Everybody have to pave their ways themselves. A good lot of aids are available, aren't they ?Yet, is availability equals to compulsion of using. Not really.  There are innumerable people who will guide you to the safer path with garenteed results. It benefits them and it benefits you ! That's what we all are trained to follow.  But why, fellas ? Things would go wrong when we are not aware of the consequences.  Try them out. What is holding you back? I am sure there are going to be genuine reasons. Sort them out.  Being wrong Hurts, especially, when you have no experience of being wrong at all.  Being unrebellious is taught before our brain registering the meaning of rebellion or evaluating the need to be, or not to be. ( Disclaimer - I don't mean to provoke rebellion here ) . It's just that, if you want to do something, even if that's off track yet legal, do it and your safe-mindset shouldn't hinder. Also, if at ti...

 I exhaled the breath that was captured inside me, realizing that the person didn't intend to convey the news to me yet. I'll get my news.  I don't know how long that's going to take but my mind is beginning to take its troll. I just couldn't wait anymore!  Was the news even meant for me? I didn't know. All I knew was , being patient is the only option to patient.  I have been acting impulsively. Once I decide I want to finish off something, I'll do it anyway, without giving it a second thought. Once convinced, concider it's done. The whole efforts, are therefor, put into the Convincing process. It's freaking hard to convince me to do something. My friends often say, why do you think so much? Why are you so afraid of taking actions ? I don't think I am afraid or I take too much time deciding. It's just, i don't have an explanation for this. If my Gut feeling says I should do it, I'll do it or otherwise.  Following my own philosophies,...

I would love to own a bakery. I don't know why but the idea sounds really fascinating to me. Being surrounded by cakes and pastries and breads which are freshly baked or hot chocolates just out of the oven! The thought itself is mouth watering. These tempting thoughts need to be subdued otherwise all my business would run down the hill, in utter loss if I became the prime consumer for the things I intent others to consume . Oh, did I mention to forget crispy yet soft, melting cookies? Well, now I did!  I love to see happy people. Maybe it's something we all could relate and wish to be. Yet, could we  be a part of everyone's birthday celebrations, their marriage or relationship anniversary celebrations or in the moments when people reflect back at life and all they have is admiration of how things have changed for good as well as bad, yet everything they cherish. Can we be a part when friends with long-gone-being-in-touch reunite and laugh at the moments which they thought c...

 5 th Feb,2022 I came back to the small room, separated from the main area of the gym and put my hand-towel inside it and pulled out the water bottle. It was a thirst to be satiated after an hour of working out at the gym. I had to rehydrate myself, willingly or unwillingly. Gulping down a good amount of water, kept the bottle back into the bag and after closing the chain of the bag went out of the small room first, then jotting my time of exit from the gym, I wished Sir good night and sat at the only bench present outside the gym. Being at the second floor, one open window was enough to keep the area cool in atmosphere. It felt actually cold when I sat down at the bench, removed my shoes and wore my sandals and put the shoes back inside the bag. Though it felt cold with all my body a little sweaty, I decided against wearing my jacket. I wanted my body to breath and jacket would act just against that. I came back home and there was no one there. Knowing where the keys could be, ...

11 Hours      - Daniel Paul Singh 11 hours is the story which unfolds the journey of the protagonist, Robin when his wife, Diana gets missing and after receiving a call, he realizes that he has 11 hours to save her. The caller does not demands ransom. Instead he asks him to search for another person, named Brindha. The whole story is revolving around that. Its in the second attempt that I finished the book. I left it in the first go when twice the authors mentions that wants to/ couldn't slap his wife. nothing could have put me off that easily. Not just this, but the first time, even his wife  gave in to that happily. and says "You can still slap me"  I have no clue with what in mind it has been  crafted this way. Is this how subserviently we want to project women as? Also, there is a scene described in which he mistakenly imagens a women approaching him  when he was to look for someone named Angel, who was supposed to be a man in this case. Shouldn't ...

  The Secret Wishlist                   - Preeti Shenoy    The Secret Wishlist is the story of a Woman, Diksha about how her life turned out so bad and how she rose above all the obstacle that lay ahead of her.  Throughout the course of  novel there is a shift between the story in the present setting and the past , until her past becomes her present. Diksha , unhappy with the monotony in life , goes on to make a wish list, noting now every thing she would love to do, but she is sure enough that it wont come true even in her wildest dreams, given her present circumstances. she laughs the  idea off initially but the  urge to leave the way of the life she is currently leading makes her begin with the journey. The story comprises if love, hate, fun and at times , will leave you in awe! there are fights and friendships and a stifled life.                     ...

  The Best Couple Ever                - by Novoneel Chakraborty The best couple ever. Sounds romantic?  Look at the cover picture once, if you will.            The book is a thriller. well, the word Thriller is less for what it means to experience this book. The surprises you might get may leave you in awe!  The book traces the journey of how 3 friends, Adhik, Satyam and Parth are  destroyed with their lives and their relationships were racked. It was all planed. Buy why and by whom? The book is the answer to your curiosity. the quest of know what happened will grip you after reading the prologue itself. Kashvi,  Parth's wife is a social media influencer and the main goal of her life is flaunt off herself and fetch likes and comments and popularity and choose the husband to get the most pampering. she is less attached to Parth than her Social media following. Nihit enters her life and takes fu...

"Mommy, who lives in the big house adjacent to the play ground?" "I don't know in much detail,  but there lives a man, all by himself. " "Have you ever seen him, met him ? What kindof person he is? Is he a studious man? " Mommy gave me a questioned look. It was an indication that I have to reveal the details myself. I began. "Today, where we were playing at the playground, one of my friends hit the ball so hard that it went in that big mansion and got inside the room, crashing down the window." "So, you're you worried that you might not get the ball back? Will he be forgiving  enough not t o punish you kids  for breaking his window's glass ?" I gulped down. I hadn't even revealed the whole case when my Mommy started making assumptions which were no problem by any means, when looked from my point of view.  Cutting what she was about to say, I said   " I am worried as, to get the ball from inside, we broke the lock of...

BEING PRINCIPAL OF MY DREAM SCHOOL.      The first and the foremost think I’ll keep in mind will be the fact that the school would be working in an Autonomous fashion. I won’t like to bend down my ideas for the modifications and formulations that a government Thinks-WillBeCorrect-For-The-Students. Governments will change. Their policies will change. Their policies might be good for some state under some circumstances, but when it comes to my school, I’ll love to have my own guidelines and be an independent entity, and yes, have an Autonomous path to follow. We would evolve and keep enhancing, but at our own pace and at our own choice. I’ll be the one to be in-charge of all the problems my staff and my students face under me. Ill like to have the things running under my control and the idea of waiting for a third party’s approval who won’t understand the ground level issues, doesn’t sound convincing for me. How irresponsible it sounds if you are the head of a concerne...

 Hey,  I know you have deadlines, financial limits to match, a few friends to satisfy and maybe a few mouths to feed . Don't feel sorry if you were not able to make conversation with your beloved the way you wanted to have  just like the older days. Come on, that was just a few months or so, right ? It would have been disappointing at both the ends. Look, you have a few missed calls from the people demanding you time and complete attention and expect you to satisfy them, flawlessly. No honey, don't expect them to ask you if you feel fine or what did you sacrifice to be where you are today. In the world, it's results that matter, not efforts. That's unfortunate. You are stronger that this , right ? Don't worry , I know , you'll pass through this right away. There is glowing winter sunshine outside and as you wanted to completely focus on the blinding screen, (that's way too bright for your sensitive eyes !) You decided to shut the windows and door. Now you wo...

  I pushout the quilt above me, And glance at the stretch of sky, Its still dark and calm and cold With the moon shining in its solitude   I want to fly to the moon and back, I want to get out of the comfort latch, I want to fail and win (that’s rare), I want to listen to my heart beating fast.   What makes it so hard to fight, The mind working on wrong, and right? I will be wrong, more often than not, But that couldn’t be the reason to stop.   Why aim being comfortable, With all this time in our hands Let’s make something out of it, And cause a smile to land at somebody’s barren land.   Dream of a more colourful world, The night full of golden-glow impearled With all these thoughts, I pull on the quilt, Allowing myself to get curled within.