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May 25, 2017

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Review: Warlock by Vickram E. Diwan

The story began with a lot of promises to take a reader through a roller coaster ride of intrigue and happenings. I was ready to be thrilled and horrified. What I was not read ready for was the weaving of characters that sounded so real that I found this book unputdownable. At least for me. The prologue of the story gave me creeps. I could almost hear Chuckie talking to me. Imagine understanding the thoughts of a two-month-old and not being freaked out by it. The story follows the life of Payal Chatterjee as she gets involved in the scheme of a madman. I loved the way the place has been described with trains and wilderness. I could almost imagine the scene as Payal ran through them as the golden masked man followed her. Goosebumps. Another character that stayed with me was Rudolf. I am not writing the last name since I can’t even pronounce it. The negative shades that were created in most of the characters left an impact throughout the story. Don’t read this book looking fo

Stepping Into The Temple with a Trail of Red - Happy Woman's Day

picture courtesy: BBC News The whole day today I have been getting Whatsapp messages wishing me for Women's Day. Have you closely seen the word 'woman'? It almost sounds like woo-the-man. Some even say that it means "to win over a man. While the feminist in me shouts about rights and privileges, a question has started arising in our mind. What if we are burdened with the wrong name calling card? Why do we need the word man in my being a woman? And mind you, this word was coined by the most progressive of all countries - United Kingdoms. The pioneers who gifted the world with the English language. So why were the XY chromosomes given a single name and we the XX had to 'woo' a 'man and be called a woman? Where did the word Woman originate from? Research tells me that that word was originally coined as 'wifman' meaning wife of a man which later over the decades was broken, mended, churned and finally emerged as a woman. How convenient

So what if someone has died, it's not my family. Let's talk of Karma.

Since Karma is everywhere nowadays and every small misdeed is in our Karmic books. Since God is no longer the benevolent love I thought he was for he seems to be keeping everyone's Karmic role and that too not in a fair way. A man and a woman marry hurting other souls and only the woman is punished. Or is the man punished here too as he will lead his life bereft of his love for a few more years? But what about the kids? Has anyone thought what Karmic sins they have done to deserve this? I have kids too and I don't want my kids to ever hear false accusations like this. So here are the Karmic Rules I have broken: 1. I stole a chocolate from a friend when I was 6 years old. My intention was if I couldn't eat it neither should she. 2. I ate the sweets from the refrigerator and blamed my brother for it. He got a few, err - , slappings Indian parents were so fond of in those days. 3. I met my first boyfriend and thought of flirting with him just for fun. Oh

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