sees the world from her own tinted sunglasses, loves reading and is fearless to the point of being neurotic sometimes. The peculiar work title comes from the ability of never being able to sit calmly and always looking for ideas and inspirations in everyday life. When not buried in a pile of books or writing off the hook, you will mostly find her on street with a camera and her beloved cat 'Tipsy'

मैं समझता हूँ

"मैं समझता हूँ"

” डैड! आई लव सुप्रिया ” बेटी कि आवाज़ ने जैसे उसे अतीत के किसी खोये हुए कोने में धकेल दिया था। वो अतीत जो इतने उपचारों और तिरस्कारों के बाद अब काल्पनिक सा महसूस होता है। अपनी पहली मँगनी से 4 दिन पहले कि वो रात जब अनिल ने…

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Her Movie Review

It’s like I’m reading a book… and it’s a book I deeply love. But I’m reading it slowly now. So the words are really far apart and the spaces between the words are almost infinite. I can still feel you… and the words of our story… but it’s in this…

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The Infatuations review

How fragile they are, these connections with people one knows only by sight.  [usr 3.5] Before I proceed to laud the genius of Javier Marias. I will take time to explain you the exact feeling am experiencing now that I am finally through it. It may not be in its wholeness…

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The House of Mirth review

As the pain that can be told is but half a pain, so the pity that questions has little healing in its touch. What Lily craved was the darkness made by enfolding arms, the silence which is not solitude, but compassion holding its breath. [usr 5] What was I doing…

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1Q84 review

1Q84 review Violence does not always take visible form, and not all wounds gush blood. [usr 4]   Haruki Murakami works have acquired a cult status and a huge fan following, but the man himself follows no one (just a peculiar piece of information acquired from a twitterati). Murakami is…

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Ten Minutes-Diez Minutos

If it wasn’t for the board outside, you wouldn’t want to have another glance at it. There weren’t, what you call, ordinary rooms in it. The denizens preferred to call them their coops. It was in these coops, they found a love each morning, lost it by night, and woke…

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