My First Break Up by Dhruba D Roy

1e2be-mfb_coverI received the book, My First Break Up by Dhruba D Roy as a review copy from BookR3vi3ws. Thank you BookR3vi3ws for the book. This book is the story of Anirudh and Anvi.

The blurb:

“Oh God, why me?”

This is perhaps what we think of when we go through a ‘breakup’.

This story is about Anirudh and Anvi.

Both of them have their own thinking which are not alike.

The story begins with Anirudh meeting with and accident. As he slowly succumbs to the pain, he starts reflecting about his bygone college days where he found his love for music. He loves Anvi dearly who is a long-lost friend of Anirudh.

The story reveals how Anirudh struggles as the hands of reality strikes him down.

The story:

The book begins with Anirudh meeting with an accident and lying injured far away from the motorcycle. As he is lying there, he thinks back to his college days of National Institute of Technology, Surat where he did his Engineering.

Then the flash back begins:

Anirudh Roy, a Bengali boy, grew up in Assam and Meghalaya, Tura to be specific, as his father worked in a bank and got transferred often. He was glad when he got admitted to an Engineering College in Surat as he never wanted to become a doctor. During the vacations, he did not go home and was idling away time in the hostel, when he started learning the guitar from a senior. It was during this time that one of his friends told him about Facebook. Once on Facebook, he is surprised to see the girl he was attracted to when he was in class 2 and had moved to Tura, and who had stopped talking to him when they were in class 4, Anvi Sharma. He sends her a friend request and she accepts and they start communicating with each other. In the meantime, he forms a rock band with his friends and they start doing performances.

He comes to Guwahati during the vacations but cannot meet Avni as she is busy, but they meet when he comes next. And then he shifts to Shillong to the new campus of his college. He confesses his love to her and she…….

My take:

This book has been written from the point of view of Anirudh.

The language is simple and most of the story is in flashback. The narration is such that I felt that the author was sitting and narrating the whole story. The author has described almost everything in such details that I felt that he had actually experienced everything that went on in the story.

I felt that maybe some editing could have made the story crisp.

DISCLAIMER: I received the book as a review copy from BookR3vi3ws in exchange for an honest review. I have not received any monetary compensation for the same.


Rajasthan: A concise history by Rima Hooja

510GYVOnWnL._SX319_BO1_204_203_200_I received Rajasthan: A concise history by Rima Hooja as a review copy from the publisher, Rupa Publications. I would like to thank the publisher for the book.

The blurb:

Rajasthan, also called Rajputana within living memory, is an ancient land with a veritable treasure of oral and written histories. The region has a long history, stretching back to the Old Stone Age and its geography and environment have played a significant role in shaping its many facets—politics, literature, music, art, architecture and a vibrant and living intangible cultural heritage.

Richly illustrated, this book attempts to give you Rajasthan in a nutshell- a political, socio-cultural and economic history in a comprehensive, easy-to-read format. Since history is more than a chronological list of events. Rajasthan: A Concise History has used archival, epigraphic, numismatic, art-history, architectural and archaeology related information to provide a general overview of one of the most colourful states of India.

My take:

History was never my subject, I found it too boring. Maybe when we are in school and a subject is thrust upon us, we don’t have the time to like the subject.

In the book, the author has brought about the history of the most colourful state of India in a simple language. She has written about the story of Rajasthan (I am using the word, story, and not history, as I like addressing it that way) from prehistoric times (500 BC) to the present day Rajasthan, in a 839 page book (the glossary, the bibliography and the detailed index follows). In the book, she has addressed the major political, cultural, socio-economic, artistic and creative facets of the region. The state is a treasure of history. The pictures used in the book give the reader an idea of the various sources of information about the book.

The cover is beautiful, seems to be the road which passes through the Amer Fort in Jaipur. The book is a must read, and I promise you would enjoy your journey to Rajasthan with this book.

DISCLAIMER: I received the book as a review copy from the publisher, Rupa Publications, in exchange for an honest review. I have not received any monetary compensation for the same.

An Unlikely Chemistry by Dr S. Krishnaswamy

517IeLL8pvLI received An Unlikely Chemistry by Dr S. Krishnaswamy as a review copy from the publisher, Rupa Publications and am thankful to them for the book. The book has a foreword by Dr M.S Swaminathan wherein it is mentioned that the book is the autobiography of the author and the biography of his wife.

The Blurb: 

How can two people survive in a marriage when one of them sees it as an impediment to personal growth?

Well, you keep trying and eventually figure ways of making it work. An Unlikely Chemistry is the story of a couple—a scientist and a filmmaker—who battle personal issues and external challenges, and go on to build a life on their own terms.

The scientist, Mohana, stands up to a crippled system, determined to discover an Ayurvedic drug for cancer. On the threshold of global recognition, she is compelled to abandon her research due to the biases of a system plagued by caste-based reservations.

The filmmaker, Krishnaswamy, provoked by a distorted American documentary on India, vows to make an authentic film on Indian history, heritage and culture. A vow he fulfils with the release of his four-hour film, Indus Valley to Indira Gandhi, distributed by Warner Bros.

Krishnaswamy and Mohana then join hands to weave an illustrious tapestry of over two hundred non-fiction films and a dozen television serials. However, their path is littered with politics, controversies, legal battles and societal prejudices, but their belief in righteousness and spirituality helps them overcome these hurdles.

An Unlikely Chemistry is the remarkable autobiography of a couple—their love and their journey of nearly five decades. Within these pages, there’s also the veritable magic and nostalgia of a bygone era.

My take:

The book has been written in first person from Dr Krisnaswamy’s point of view.  The book has nine chapters followed by nine annexures and bibliography.

In the first chapter, Curtain Raiser, the author mentions that he is writing the biography of the person dearest to him, his wife. He mentions that apart from being husband and wife for forty eight years, they have also been working together for thirty years- she as the producer and he, as the writer- director of a few hundred documentaries and a dozen serials. He also says that his theme in this book is how a woman who was very near her goal of becoming a committed scientist changed track and became a media person not out of her own volition but due to the sociopolitical ethos of India in the 20th century. He says that it is a story of deprivation and disillusionment to start with and the story of struggle leading to success not only in professional terms but often in emotional term.

The second chapter, Before We Met, is about his and Mohana’s background till they met. For both of them, he has mentioned starting from their respective grandparents, their parents and their siblings. He has described both their childhoods, his more detailed than hers. The chapter is ninety pages long with 70 pages dedicated to the author and 20 to his wife.

He talks about the time when Bertrand Russel was his favourite author and his habit of gifting a copy of A Conquest of Happiness to everyone he met. He talks about his relationship with his stepmother, his adventurous visit to Delhi in a car with his brothers and friends to submit papers to RBI as all the trains to Delhi from Chennai were booked. He talks about his trip to New York, his meeting with Prof Erik Barnow that changed several things for him, his status as ‘Special Student’, how magic became his hobby, the ‘oil’ bath and his homecoming. He has written in detail about the process of writing his first book; his using his famous father’s name to get to places where his own name was not working; his writing the column ‘Madras Film Column’ for The Illustrated Weekly; his getting the post of Director, Films Division, which he left; his contract to produce advertising film; his founding Krishnaswamy Associates; the wedding of his siblings; his mother; and how he agreed to marry the girl of his mother’s choice.

About his wife, he mentions that he has to cover only twenty years of her life as against his thirty, hence, the lesser number of pages. He mentions that she was the youngest of ten siblings and how her elder brothers and sisters pampered her; her life in Ranchi, where she was home taught; the family shifting to Hyderabad; her getting enrolled in a Marwari school in there; her linguistic skills; her dance classes; her religious inclination; her dream of becoming a physician; her studies; and then her telling her mother that she wanted to get married for her own security.

The third chapter, Mother’s Choice, is about their wedding; her changing her college and stream; the birth of their children; their moving to their own house; his father’s passing away; his family; his company; Mohana’s registering as a PhD candidate; and his rewriting the script for his dream film.

The fourth chapter, The Myth on my film on Indira Gandhi talks about, his making of the film; the loans and the no-loans; challenges he faced; Warner Brothers agreeing to distribute it; the after effects and the side effects of the film; their first trip to US and how his film was blamed for the emergency in India.

The next chapter, A Non-Political Woman’s Political Biography is about the problems Mohana faced while getting a job; their marital problems; how he managed the quarrels they had; and how Mohana refused a Rajya Sabha seat.

An Ambivalent transition talks about Operation Blue Star 1984; author’s coverage of the crisis at the government’s behest; Mohana’s full time involvement in the creative work; his children and their interests; the court cases- both that he filed and those filed against his company.

Then Y2K talks about the life of the author, Mohana and their children from 1995 to 2005 – the period of joyful celebrations, creative satisfactions and smiles of triumph on one hand and stressful challenges, emotional trauma and tears of agony on the other.

The penultimate chapter, Sojourns in Research is about his study of the impact of ancient India on Southeast Asia. He talks about his visit to five countries- Indonesia, Thailand, Vietnam, Laos and Cambodia; interviewing famous personalities there; his getting the Padma Shri award in 2009 and his independent TV channel.

The final chapter is If the Angel Returned. This is followed by Appendices and Bibliography.

The language is used is simple and flows. The narration is such that I could feel that the author was reading out to me. He has explained terms very specific to India in details for non-Indian readers. Familiar names made it easy to relate to the famous people in the book. A very well written book with beautiful pictures making it more lively.


Dr S. Krishnaswamy is a well-known documentary and television filmmaker. He is a recipient of many coveted awards, including the Padma Shri by the Government of India; Life Time Achievement Award from the US International Film & Video Festival, Los Angeles; Honor Summus Award from the Watumull Foundation, Hawaii, among many other awards. He co-authored the book Indian Film with Erik Barnouw.

DISCLAIMER: I received the book as a review copy from the publisher, Rupa Publications, in exchange for an honest review. I have not received any monetary compensation for the same.

A Hasty Hookup by Varsha Dixit

41zl7ECPRMLA Hasty Hookup by Varsha Dixit is the first book of the Wallflower Series. This book is the story of Gina Bansal and Ojas Purohit, an estranged couple.

The blurb:

Married to one, engaged to another!

Gina Bansal, twenty-eight, could never in her wildest dreams have imagined this to be her relationship status. It will soon only get murkier as she is determined to divorce one and marry another. Five years ago, a mistake committed in name of love cost Gina her family, friends and everything she held dear. She even had to move countries. But now she is back in India, determined to divorce her cad of a husband. However, she is forgetting that a true cad never fights decent nor fair.

Work and women have kept the reclusive and retired Colonel Ojas Purohit busy. Fate left him scarred, crippled and robbed him of a career that was his passion and his life. For him, fate has a name—Gina Bansal, his estranged wife of five years. And now she is back, wanting a divorce. Ojas is determined to put her through hell before he even gives her a minute of his time, forget a divorce. And this time luck is on his side for his enemy needs him more than he needs her. Or so he thinks.

Will Gina and Ojas survive each other? Will memories of their past complicate their present? Is desire forgotten same as desire dead? And who are these Gina’s BFFs, the Wallflowers? What roles do they play in this Hasty Hookup?

All these answers and more in ‘A Hasty Hookup,’ first book in the Wallflower Series by Varsha Dixit. It is a story full of unexpected twists, wit, sizzling chemistry, cliffhanger ending, mature language and content.

The story:

Gina Bansal was 23 and married for just over a month, when her husband, Ojas, took everything away from her, her love, her family, her self-respect. Though except for her father, no one had broken ties with her, but for her family, she was like a distant relative. Her mother sent her to a distant relative to carry on with her life. She even did not tell her best friends, the Wallflowers.

Now, five years later, Gina is 28 and lives and works in Singapore. Ritesh is her friend in Singapore, she had bumped into him three years ago. She had never discussed her personal details with him but when he asks her to marry her, she tells him that she is married but separated from her husband. She agrees to marry him but for that she has to divorce Ojas.

Gina calls up her lawyer in Bangalore and asks her to get her a divorce by mutual consent. When two weeks later, there is no response from the other party, her lawyer suggests that she goes down to Bangalore and meet her husband and convince him to give her an uncontested divorce. And she decides to take the bull by its horns, meet Ojas and ask him to sign on the divorce papers.

She also decides to ask the Wallflowers for help, but is not sure whether they would help her after what she did? For five years her Wallflowers, her friends, has been her 24X7 besties, soulmates, frenemies, spiritual gurus, and every other relationship out there. So Gina, The Pretty Awkward One sends them a message and they take her back with open arms.

Gina takes a flight back to Bangalore via Delhi. The Fiesty One, Kyra Saigal, now a journalist with a top news syndicate and travelled all over the world and The Duchess, Doyal Barua, now a rich successful, business woman are there to receive her at Delhi. The Shy One, Meher Chaudhary, her BFF, now a doctor, doing her post graduation in orthopaedics is there to receive her at Bangalore.

Meher and Gina go to the Purohit’s residence only to meet Puru, Ojas’s younger brother who tells them that Retired Colonel Ojas Purohit, 35, her estranged husband, has a farmhouse on the outskirts of Pune where he lives with PA, Vinay Dhaliwal and a cook.

Gina comes to the farmhouse and asks Ojas for a divorce which he refuses reminding her that she did not want one five years ago. She pleads.

In the meanwhile, Puru tells Vinay to make sure that Gina stays and Vinay has to keep her there as it is very important to keep them around each other. So Vinay comes up with a plan and tells Ojas to ask her to do something that she would not be able to do and promise to sign the paper only if she does it. And when she fails, she will have to leave….

Ojas feels only anger and rage towards her, because she cost him his friend’s life, his leg and his career. So he asks her to work as his secretary for two weeks and at the end of the two weeks, he would give her a quick divorce.

What happens next……

My take:

This is the first book in the series and is the story of Gina Bansal, The Pretty Awkward One, the Wallflower name allotted to her.

The characters have been portrayed beautifully. Ojas is the real BAD MAN in the book, what with long hair and impeccable clothes. His house is as dark as his mood. Gina is desperate for the divorce. Puru has something up his sleeve and Vinay is the decent one in the book.

The relationship between the girls is excellent. They just took up from where they had left off, five years had no value in this relationship.

The book has so many ingredients, friendship, love, separation, desperation, jealousy. The book is fast paced and I really enjoyed it. The twist in the end left me wanting for more.

Waiting for the next story, to see what holds for Gina and Ojas and also which wallflower would be up next.



Release Day Blitz for My First Breakup by Dhruba D.Roy

About the Book:

“Oh God, why me?”

This is perhaps what we think of when we go through a ‘breakup’.

This story is about Anirudh and Anvi.

Both of them have their own thinking which are not alike.

The story begins with Anirudh meeting with and accident. As he slowly succumbs to the pain, he starts reflecting about his bygone college days where he found his love for music. He loves Anvi dearly who is a long-lost friend of Anirudh.

The story reveals how Anirudh struggles as the hands of reality strikes him down.

Read an Excerpt:

   This is it. One wrong move and I find myself
crying to sleep. Days, maybe weeks of putting up the brave face. The ultimate,
cliché teenage drama. Everyone has been through it and everyone has heard of
it. But for me it was the first time. Maybe the last, hopefully.
   So, wearing my heart on my sleeves, I fell in ‘love’.
Not once, but twice with the same guy in a row. Tramp? No. I was in love.
Deeply, madly, unconditionally. Until the hand
of practicality
punched me
on my face. I was left stranded
and confused. Wondering why all
of this was happening to
me.  Another cliché moment. But for me,
it was the first time.

There is something about human nature which seeks for sympathy. Just had
a breakup? The whole world is conspiring for you to be unhappy. No
, I will not smile, the world is a cruel place. It
takes days for people to get over it. For me? Well no surprise to you, it took
a year. One entire year of  ‘the wait’.
Sitting back now and thinking about it, I find it funny. No, I find it
hilarious. So, what happened after the year was over? Did I just miraculously
wake up one day and think to myself that, “hey, you know what…. you are a great
girl, get over it…move on!!” No, I realized that he had thought of this way
back. He had moved on way back. While, the “so-in-love”
me, was waiting. Simply waiting for my stars to turn
relive the same love story again. 
  The moment
you see that your ex has a different face beside the “in a relationship”
status, that is the moment you realize how blind and ridiculous you were. The
once cute goatee seems like a bush now, that smile which made you smile makes
you want to knock off all his teeth, his fascination for food makes you notice
his peeking belly pouch. In a nutshell, you are no longer in love with him and
his flaws. So then, life brings you to a fork road. The fun road is where you
sit back and spread wild rumors about how terrible he is and how he broke your
heart. Believe me, the devil will tempt you to follow this path. It is a
fantastic journey, but a few more months of futility. So I chose the better
path. Get up, pull yourself together, shrug off the dust and embrace the new
journey. I am glad I chose the latter. Very glad.

What do you do when an entire part of your life has been erased which
once held so much of importance to you? You try and fill it up with things you
never had time for otherwise. Sociali
go out, write, sing, laugh, read, stare randomly out of the window and get lost
in your own beautiful world. Life was better. I am an ardent believer in
unconventionality. Why follow the crowd? I won’t make my own crowd! No siree! I
won’t even sit at a distance and laugh at the crowd. I would rather live in a
parallel world, a different dimension maybe. I can see you. But you can’t touch
me. You can’t judge me. I can be me. Shamelessly.
Raise the walls
high. Build the impenetrable walls. Shut the gates. It’s my own perfect world.
A year goes by in my world. Everything is healed.

I decide to open up the windows a little bit. A little fresh air will cause no
harm. I felt a whiff. A new breeze. That felt nice. It felt familiar. Maybe I
can open up my windows just a wee bit more. I will shut them off immediately.
They are wide open now. Even today. I never shut them. I was never able to.

Vulnerable or strong? Please be vulnerable, please be vulnerable………
pleaded my heart. Shut up already. You have created enough chaos. I am in
charge now. No more “
Fairytale dreams”,
no more car rides, no more falling for flattering messages, no more being silly
in love.
Do you have a tiny voice at the back of
your head which speaks back to you and gives life advice, for god’s sake? Well
mine is louder than my own voice, has a humongous ego
and can be downright obnoxious sometimes. It’s difficult living with it
seriously. You know the worst part? It is usually right.



‘ I love you’. Nope, no you don’t. I could die for you.
No you can’t. ‘I have waited my whole life for you’. Were you born yesterday?
‘I just want to be with you’. Yeah, you want to be in my pants. The voice is
annoying I tell you, but it is always right. If I was anything like the voice
then I doubt whether I would have had any friends.

About the Author:

Dhruba Das Roy  is a freelance writer, a musician by passion, and a software engineer by profession. He is from Assam, but born in a small town of Meghalaya, where he finished his schooling. He then obtained his degree in engineering from the esteemed college of National Institute of Technology. He discovered his love for music there and was the lead vocalist of his band, “The Rozarts”.

He loves rock and roll and is a great fan of the pioneers of rock and roll-(Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Queen and the list goes on).Unfortunately, as engineering life came to an end, the band had to split. Recently, he moved to Kolkata where he is working in one of leading software service based companies in India.

Not everyone can put their thoughts into words. Dhruba had never tried his hand in writing; but he had an experience, an experience which changed his life for the better. Being a vocalist, his only way of expression was through the creative way. He decided to pen down his thoughts and he discovered that writing came naturally to him. His thought process in the novel relates to the general mass in many ways. He decided to stretch his limits and ended up voicing his thoughts in a different way this time.

Transit Lounge: An Indian’s account of travelling to thirty countries across six continents by Sunil Mishra

51OlbF48DZL._SY346_.jpgI received the book Transit Lounge: An Indian’s account of travelling to thirty countries across six continents by Sunil Mishra as a review copy from Author’s Channel.  I would like to thank them for the book.

The blurb:

“Transit Lounge” is a contemporary book consisting of short incidents, observations and reflections while travelling to 30 countries across six different continents during the last 15 years.

The book is a personal account of travels to places in Africa (Nigeria, Ghana, Egypt and Mauritius), South America (Venezuela and Argentina), Asia (China, Iran, Kuwait, UAE, Singapore, Indonesia, Sri Lanka, Malaysia and Thailand), Europe (UK, France, Italy, Netherlands, Germany, Denmark, Belgium, Georgia, Turkey, Croatia and Romania), USA, Australia and New Zealand. It has always been interesting to observe all these different cultures and people from an Indian’s perspective.

The book is a compilation of small incidents and events during such travels; it includes losing an air ticket, dealing with difficult custom officials or getting mugged in a prime location in a foreign country. It is based on observations that someone with an Indian context will find most noticeable when talking to a taxi driver, walking through the local markets or going to a tourist destination. In essence, it is about an Indian travelling the world and discovering India in the process.

My take:

This book is a personal account of the author’s travels to 30 countries across six different continents during the last 15 years. He mentions that during these travels he has been a witness to the change in the perception in the developed countries towards the Indian outsourcing industry. He also mentions that this is not a tourist’s analysis but more his observations, interpretations and sometimes opinions. He says that it would be interesting for the readers as they would be able to relate to some of these experiences in their own context (I certainly did). His mention of the airticket booklet certainly brought back fond memories or my younger days.

The book is divided into 8 chapters continent wise- maybe more so for convenience, as he has divided Asia into Middle East and Asia and Europe into Eastern and Western. In most of his accounts, he talks about the country, the culture, the people, and the natural beauty. He has also mentioned specific points related to the particular country/ city like customs, monuments. He has compared the airports of the cities he visited.

He starts with his most memorable trips to Africa, to countries like Ghana, Nigeria, Egypt and Mauritius. He talks about the preparation of travel and various roadblocks during the travel. He talks about fond memories of Ghana. And also of Nigeria. He mentions that Egypt looks a lot like India and in many ways is more like a middle-east country than African. He talks about Mauritius being a beautiful amalgamation of African, Indian and European cultures.

Then he moves to the Middle-East and talks about Iran, Kuwait, UAE and Turkey. He mentions how a lot of his myths were broken for him when he visited Tehran, their values being similar to Indians in hospitality and his visit to Turkey during the times of the Swine Flu and how people in Turkey knew of India as Hindustan. And also how oil played a major role in the countries like Kuwait and UAE.

He talks about his visit to United States of America- covering multiple trips and short stays in different stays in different cities during 2004-2006, his harrowing experience of losing the ticket book enroute to the USA. This is the longest chapter in the book.

His experiences of Western Europe include UK, Netherlands, Belgium, Italy, France, Germany and Denmark. He calls London the cosmopolitan city, but finds the weather disappointing. He also talks about how his definition of hospitality needed a redefinition when he travelled to Western countries and the tourist friendly cities of Europe.. He talks canal management in Netherlands, about Brussels in Belgium having the first shopping mall in Europe, the different coloured cows in Belgium and Netherlands, famous attractions, scenic beauty of Italy and the work time regulation in France. He talks about the environment conscious Danes, and use of bicycles in Copenhagen. He mentions about the less cosmopolitan society of Germany and the cost of living in Denmark- the highest among European countries.

Then he talks about the countries of Eastern Europe- Georgia, Croatia and Romania and the Parliament Building in Romania and the lakes national park in Croatia.

Next he talks about his visits to Australia & New Zealand and his multiple trips there. He talks about the unique tax system of Australia which taxes the people for working more and the fire alarms triggering on making Indian food.

Then he moves to the countries closer to India, Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Indonesia, Hong Kong, China and Sri Lanka. I loved this part of the book the most as I could relate to almost everything that he was saying as I have travelled to few of these countries. His account of Singapore is more of a resident’s account. He calls Singapore a beautiful box with a sense of synthetic beauty in it. He talks about the crush proof and water proof paper currency of Malaysia, the infamous traffic jams of Bangkok, the Chinese version of the social media sites, the small size of hotel rooms in Hong Kong, the beautiful airport of Jakarta and the beautiful flora and fauna of Sri Lanka.

The last chapter of the book is about Latin America- Yet to be discovered by Indians wherein he talks about Venezuela and Argentina and calls them the exotic locations, having heard about one in a song and the other, the country that gave a lot of Miss Worlds.

At the end, the author mentions that he learnt a lot about India in these trips abroad.

The author has summarized these thirty places in a 216 page book and has given a small account of everything in a simple, easy to understand language. The book is a must read for all Indians who either wish to travel abroad or even those who love to read about travel. There are pictures in the books giving the author a feel of travelling with the author. A little bit of editing would do wonders for the book.

I loved the book.

DISCLAIMER: I received the book as a review copy in exchange for an honest review. I have not received any monetary compensation for the same.


Cover Reveal: THE BODYGUARD by Ruchi Singh


Ruchi Singh
Someone wants Vikramaditya Seth Jr. dead. 
He refuses the Z+ security option offered by the government. With too many variables, trust is hard to come by…
Esha Sinha prepares for her first assignment outside of active-army service, oblivious to the fact that she has to baby-sit a man who has no respect for rules or protocol—a man who is headstrong, a workaholic and a tenacious flirt. As the attraction between Vikram and Esha simmers and sizzles, another attempt is made on his life.  
The killer is resourceful and determined. 
The motive is unclear and perplexing.
Will they be able to nab the assassin before he gets to Vikram?

About the author



Winner of TOI WriteIndia Season 1, Ruchi Singh is a novelist, and writes in two genres; romance and romantic thriller. A voracious reader, she loves everything—from classics to memoirs to editorials to chick-lit, but her favourite genre is ‘romantic thriller’. Besides writing and reading, her other interests include dabbling with Indian classical dance forms. 
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