Friday, July 29, 2016

Spotlight - Rightfully Wrong Wrongfully Right by Varsha Dixit


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My Question for #askvarsha is.. Why Viraj And Gayatri? both are poles apart. Why not someone else to match Gayatri's stature? 

RIGHTFULLY WRONG, WRONGFULLY RIGHT
by
Varsha Dixit



Blurb

Love is in the air again…this time it’s steamy, bold and manipulative!

Gayatri and Viraj both are products of childhood trauma. Yet they were able to survive, one because of her shrewdness and the other because of his genius. Rightfully Wrong Wrongfully Right, the final part in the best selling ‘Right and Wrong’ love trilogy is the story of these two damaged souls.

Gayatri Dutta, the poster child for rich spoiled diva is fighting to escape a life of servitude her tyrant father is hell bent on pushing her into. Her past string of failures have her backed against a wall. Lonely and desperate!

Viraj is a con who uses his genius to perpetuate his isolation. His life once of violence and abuse has left him cynical and cold. He shuns the society and its hypocrisies. 

And then Gayatri and Viraj cross paths. She needs him and he despises her.

To Viraj, Gayatri, is the epitome of all that he despises, shallow, manipulative and the kind who uses her beauty as a weapon. Or is she?

Gayatri sees Viraj only as a means to an end. She is sure that Viraj with his nerdy demeanor, owlish glasses and crude behavior will be easy to manipulate and walk over. Only he isn’t!

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Excerpt from #RWWR
‘I can do this, I can do this, I can...’ Gayatri wound her fingers tightly around her cellphone as she made her way to the cubbyhole Viraj called his office. I did not expect a freaking hug, but a polite ‘how are you’ wouldn’t kill that man. She rapped her knuckles on the door.
Viraj swung the door open. ‘What?’ His brows were furrowed and his lips, pursed.
Gayatri remembered what Nikhil had said to her once. Dr Viraj owns and runs this lab. He was the only one you needed to impress! ‘It’s my first day here!’ Gayatri could hear her voice shake. ‘Could you tell me...
Gayatri scuttled out of Viraj’s way as he leaned out. ‘Find an empty room, do your work there. You are free to leave any time you want. You are free to come or to not come.’ The door shut on her face.
Flabbergasted, Gayatri kept staring at the door. What just happened? She cleared her throat. I should not piss him off anymore. ‘Thank you for this…this job.’ Her voice was as uncertain as the look on her face.
Viraj tugged the door open again. Gayatri flashed a smile at him and opened her mouth to speak but he stopped her short. ‘I don’t like talking. Find a room and stay there.’ He shut the door on her again.
 Asshole! Gayatri fisted her hands and retreated. I can do this! I am doing this! Bigger picture, please! Gayatri paused and peeped inside the first lab that she stumbled upon. The place was quiet except for a low hum of machines. Gayatri pushed the doors open and walked inside the lab. It was empty. ‘Does anyone else work here besides the mad scientist?’ She leaned against one of the steel racks. The door flew open behind her. With a big grin she turned to greet the person coming in. ‘Hi! I’ she froze. It was the mad scientist with a bunch of papers in his hand.
Viraj noticed Gayatri at the same time. A familiar irritation flashed in his eyes. ‘Not this room. Not my lab! Find another room!’ He spoke with cool authority.
‘I was just looking!’ Gayatri smoothed her ponytail trying to mask her nervousness. He had her in knots.
Giving an indifferent shrug, Viraj walked past her. Gayatri got a whiff of his aftershave; it smelled clean and crisp, like water with a twist of lemon. At least he doesn’t stink like his manners! Gayatri stood there quiet and confused.
A loose paper slipped from Viraj’s hand and landed on the floor.
‘You dropped some paper!’ Gayatri said, her voice friendly.
‘Ignore it. Like you, it is not going anywhere.’ Viraj pulled a portable stool and took a seat in front of an electronic panel fixed to a bigger panel.
Gayatri gritted her teeth and grinned with the ferocity of a wild animal that could pounce any moment.
Unknown to her, Viraj gave a similar smile except his was more like the wild animal that had pounced and won.
‘I’ll go and find a room. Thank you!’ Swiveling on her heel, Gayatri headed for the door.
Something stopped herher father’s face and the realization that two weeks ago she had physically fought for herself, and now she had to fight again but with her mind instead of hands. I have to win over Mr Madness. Maybe I could wear a beaker over my head and tattoo the periodic table on my arms!
‘If you are trying to open the door telepathically, let me be the first to tell you it is not working!’ 
Gayatri exhaled noisily. Scathing and sarcastic, what more could a woman ask for? Taking a few calming breaths, she slowly pivoted to face Viraj, specifically his back as he sat hunched fiddling with the panel in front of him.
 ‘I’m sorry if I have offended you somehow. I really need this job. And also, I’m qualified for it. I can show you my degrees. I can really make a difference here.’
Hearing Gayatri’s words and her apologetic tone, something melted inside Viraj...again. But to keep up appearances, he turned rude. ‘I’m busy!’ he barked.
 ‘Please Mr Viraj, give me’ Just then, without warning, someone swung the door open. Gayatri wasn’t prepared for the push. ‘Ouch!’ She toppled. Her desperate hands grabbed the first thing in the vicinitya steel rack. The rack shuddered violently and some of its contents landed on the floor.
‘What the hell!’ Viraj bellowed jumping to his feet.
Gayatri winced. A large electrical component had crashed into her hand ‘The door just opened, pushing me in,’ she said shaking her arm in pain.
 Viraj glared at the door. He instantly lost the frown and his mouth eased at the ends. ‘Oh it’s you! Come inside!’
Huh, Hyde turns Jekyll! Gayatri spun around.
A timid, bespectacled, five-foot-nothing girl, her long hair in a tight braid, clad in a pastel-coloured salwaar kameez, stood at the door. Her skin was smooth and her hands kept tugging at the dupatta around her neck ‘Sorry to interrupt! Dr Kalra wanted to show you some tests he is about to run in lab 2.’ She then glanced at Gayatri. ‘I’m sorry if I hurt you. It was an accident.’
Gayatri was about to speak but Viraj cut her off. ‘She’s fine. Let’s go!’
Viraj went out with the girl, not even sparing a glance at Gayatri.
Astounded, Gayatri watched them leave.

Urghh…the shit-faced scientist actually smiled and that too at that girl! Gayatri kicked the steel rack. It shuddered again! Shoot! Before anything else would fall on her, Gayatri went after the scientist and the simpleton.


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Varsha Dixit

Varsha Dixit, the bestselling author of four successful contemporary romance books. Her debut book, Right Fit Wrong Shoe was a national bestseller for the year 2010. Varsha was a part of the Indian Television Industry and worked as an assistant director and online editor. She considers herself a dreamer who thinks deep but writes light. Even though creativity is gender free,Varsha feels blessed and enriched to be a woman. Currently, with her family, Varsha resides in CA, USA.

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Thursday, July 28, 2016

Review-An Autograph For Anjali by Sundari Venkatraman




            Another wonderful masterpiece by Sundari Venkatraman…

Sundari is famous for penning romantic novels, and now-a-days she is trying her hands in different genre. An Autograph for Anjali is one such experiment of hers, which has thriller, suspense at beginning with romance as backdrop.


Jayant, a typical Indian male who is pampered by his mother and two sisters before marriage, and expects his wife to do the same and be at his beck and call all the time. Though he keeps himself updated with recent technologies and happenings in business, he, never in 20 years of marriage updated his ideas about domesticity. In this matter his thinking still belonged to 18th century.  According to him, his wife should not have any life beyond him. He treats his wife and mistress as doormats under his feet. Though a top rung businessman, he was a failure as a husband.

Anjali, wife of Jayant Mathur, pretty, fierce, but oppressed by her husband, has her head above her shoulders inspite of being a rich businessman’s wife. She instills good values in her only son Arjun, whom she doesn’t want to become like his father, callous, dominating and calculative. Inspite of being under Jayant’s dominance and influence, Anjali tries to keep herself sane. But her patience wears off when she sees him crossing his limits and openly flaunts his mistress Seema at a party where she is invited. What happens next is worth a read.

Seema, Jayant’s executive assistant and latest mistress is a character not described much.

Arjun, Anjali and Jayant’s nineteen year old son, though he loves both his parents very much, he knows both his parents are poles apart and his Mom got a raw deal from this marriage. He shares a friendly relation with his Mom and is a constant support to her and vice versa.

Parth Temptation, thy name is Parth.  (Loved this).

Parth is that knight in shining armor who rescues Anjali and supports her during her emotional upheaval and helps her cope depression and gives her the respect and love she deserves.

These are the main characters around which the story revolves. The story opens with a murder, and then proceeds to full blown romantic track. Though I loved the story there are few points which I felt out of place or hard to digest.

Dr. Nalini’s identity is hidden from Anjali. But when she visits Dr. Nalini’s house-cum-clinic she is bound to see the nameplate or something which might reveal her true identity.

When Dr. Nalini first visits Anjali, she introduces herself as a friend. Even though Anjali is depressed at that moment, doesn’t she feel it odd after Dr. Nalini leaves, as who invited her to her house, etc?

Though Arjun loves his mom and respects his father, isn’t it little hard to digest that he call ups Parth and asks him if he can join Anjali on her Greece trip?

I would certainly have loved to read more about Anjali’s childhood and life before marriage, Seema’s life before Jayant, little more on Parth and also on Arjun’s childhood (which I think will come out in the sequel Arjun’s Penance).

Also the climax was abrupt and sudden. I would have loved if there was little more suspense or little more drama to give the story a suitable ending.

 Other than these little things, the story is a perfect blend of suspense and romance. Also the manner in which the dreaded D word – Depression is explained or handled in the story is well commendable. While reading, you feel hatred for Jayant, pity for Anjali, fall in love with Parth (sigh…), feel proud of Arjun and get irritated by Rana. Each character is well developed and explained.

My final verdict…must read once if you want to read some light hearted romance mixed with suspense.

Title : An Autograph For Anjali
Author : Sundari Venkatraman
Available on : Amazon.in



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Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Review-Tales of Sunshine by Sundari Venkatraman




            Tales of Sunshine is a collection of ten short stories. Each story explores a different aspect of life.

            Tales of Sunshine is Sundari Venkatraman’s new release. Sundari is a well-known author, famous for her romantic novels. But recently she has also been trying her hands on different genre. Tales of Sunshine is one of her experiment.

Tales of Sunshine definitely has the flavor of Love, but of different shades. Not only does each story has love as a backdrop but also gives us an advice, each story, its title has a moral which touches the reader’s heart.

Tales of Sunshine explores love between two sisters, a mother and her kid, grandparents and grandchildren; so on and so forth. While reading you can feel an instant connection as most of stories depict our day-to-day incidents, which happen in every household.

For example in Exam Fever, Maya the mother is worried about her daughter Renu’s exam or in Breaking Free from the Mould, grandmother Gayatri is worried that her grandson Aarush is spoiling his future and will fall behind the rat race by choosing over languages instead of opting for some competitive exams.


“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.” – Bernard M Baruch


In Ray of Sunshine, Raj is worried not about losing his job but the removal of dozen other people working under him. He is upset about the difficulties they will face rather than his own. Life Goes Out of Control is a typical story of fight between ambition and fulfilling parent’s dreams. Preeti wants to become an artist. Her life revolves around colours, canvas and easel. But her parents want her to fulfill their dreams by becoming a CA (Mom’s dream) or an Engineer (dad’s dream). Neither of them is bothered to know what she wants to become or where her heart lays.

A Promise Given is a heart touching story of Sachin and Aparna. Both meet at rehab where they are trying to come over drug addiction. Sachin is a typical rich spoilt brat, who doesn’t want to recover.  Aparna, who inspite of having gone through severe pain since a very young age, is full of smiles and life and tries to help doctor in helping Sachin recover.

Rakesh Nath’s Recovery is a bit spooky story. As the name suggests it's about Rakesh Nath’s road of recovery. But the plus point of this story is it gives a valuable lesson to all of us who are busy in running race of life. While we are so into race of making money, buying house and settling down in life that we neglect the little joys which life has to offer. But by the time we realize it, it's too late. This story is one of my favorite from the collection.

Until Death Us Do Part, is a thoughtful, heart wrenching story of Rekha and Sagar.  I loved William Shakespeare’s quote


“It's not in the stars to hold our destiny, but in ourselves.”


But what I didn’t like about this story is it gives a wrong message to masses. If Rekha wanted to end her abusive marriage, she could have considered other options. She was an educated woman, but the path she chose was not right.

Is Grandpa Home? is a story of tug of war a man faces when he has to choose between his wife and his father, also of a grandson’s love towards his grandfather. Day Dreaming Mercenary is a story of two sisters Rita and Reema. Rita who is a model feels Reema is just after her money as she does nothing but lazes around. One fine day when Rita follows her sister, she is spellbound when she sees what Reema does with her money.

Last but not the least, The Elephant in the Room is about two friends belonging to diverse financial background. Shruthi who has all the riches in the world and Nandita who belongs to middle class family. Shruthi likes to show off her riches and achievements to Nandita while on other hand she conveniently chooses to ignore Nandita’s achievements and hard earned success.


“Cutting people out of your life doesn’t mean you hate them. It simply means you respect yourself. Not everyone is meant to stay.” - Unknown


My take on book…. “MUST READ”. While some stories help us analyze our life and make it better while some make us sit back and set us thinking. What I loved the most is Sundari has revealed the suspense or important part at the end, which keeps the reader guessing.

Sundari, I am already a fan of your writing. I request you to keep writing and experimenting with different genre more often. J


Title : The Tales of Sunshine

Author : Sundari Venkatraman


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Disclaimer: I received a free e-copy of the book from the author in return for my honest review.


Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Review-Destiny of Shattered Dreams by Nilesh Rathod



          Destiny of Shattered Dreams is Nilesh Rathod’s debut novel.

The story is about Atul Malhotra’s struggle to fulfill his dream and ambition, his success story and his downfall. In short this book is mix of corporate deals, political games and all that goes on in backdrop of corporate world.

Atul born in a middle class family has big dreams. He had struggled a lot to complete his education and get a job. Not satisfied with his job he gathers some friends-colleagues and starts a small start-up company of mobile service provider. With his will power, hard work and determination he climbs the corporate ladder very fast and makes a name for himself.

Roshni, his girlfriend and wife of 10 years, though born in a rich business family, falls in love with Atul. But as Atul climbs the corporate ladder, a wedge is drawn between these love birds and they start drifting apart.

Aarti is Atul’s support system, his colleague, his love. She joins his office as a trainee but she, too, with her dedication and hard work and with a chance meet with Atul gets closer and fall in love.

As Atul’s business expands, it attracts political bigwigs. That’s one mistake he does in his life…

Was that the only mistake of his life? Was that avoidable? Would his life been different if he had not taken that step?  To know more about it, read Nilesh Rathod’s Destiny of Shattered Dreams.

What I liked about the book:

          The author being a businessman himself has written well about how the corporate world works. The political and corporate nexus too is well defined and explained. The way the characters are introduced in the plot, their roles are well etched. I also liked the use of poems at apt places in the story to depict the mood of the plot.

What I didn’t like:

          A reader would have liked to know more on how Atul and Roshni met and fell in love, which is not mentioned. Some more details on Jyoti, Roshni’s sister on why she was hell bent on destroying Roshni’s life.  Too much of corporate lingo makes a reader, who is not well versed with those words feel lost.

          In short, one must read this book, if you like to read fast-paced, which gives a realistic feel and knowledge of corporate world, laced with passion, love, treachery all in one. 

About the Author :


          Nilesh Rathod is a businessperson, writer and poet. Co-founder of Ensemble Infrastructure India Limited, Nilesh’s company currently employs 2000 people.

Destiny of Shattered dreams is his debut novel. Nilesh is currently working on his second novel. He lives in Mumbai with his wife Preeti and sons Shloak and Parv. You may reach him at Nilesh@nileshrathod.in or http://www.nileshrathod.in

Book name : Destiny of Shattered Dreams
Author : Nilesh Rathod
Total number of pages : 244
ISBN : 978-81-291-3975-7
Binding : Paperback
Cost : 200 Rs
Genre : Fiction
Language : English
Publisher : Rupa Publications

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Spotlight-My Last Love Story by Falguni Kothari


MY LAST LOVE STORY 

BY 

FALGUNI KOTHARI





BLURB


Perfect for fans of Jojo Moyes’s, Me Before You, My Last Love Story is a heartbreaking and poignant tale about the complexities of trauma and whether love can right a wrong. 

*** 
I, Simeen Desai, am tired of making lemonade with the lemons life has handed me. 

Love is meant to heal wounds. 
Love was meant to make my world sparkle and spin. 
Love has ripped my life apart and shattered my soul. 

I love my husband, and he loves me. 
But Nirvaan is dying. 
I love my husband. I want to make him happy. 
But he is asking for the impossible. 

I don’t want a baby. 
I don’t want to make nice with Zayaan. 

I don’t want another chance at another love story. 

***WARNING*** 
Weepers, keep tissues handy.

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Falguni Kothari is a New York-based hybrid author, and an amateur Latin and Ballroom dance silver medalist with a semi-professional background in Indian Classical dance. She writes in a variety of genres sewn together by the colorful and cultural threads of her South Asian heritage and expat experiences. When not writing or dancing, she fools around on all manner of social media and loves to connect with readers.

My Last Love Story is her fourth novel.

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Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Spotlight-That Same Old love by M V Kasi



THE SAME OLD LOVE
BY
M.V. KASI


Blurb

A former bad girl with a past...

Mahi had hit the rock-bottom. All she wanted to do now was to start over and lead an uncomplicated drama free life in her hometown, Hyderabad. But unfortunately, some people never forgive or forget, and hold on to their grudges for a very long time.

A former nerd who hates her and wants her gone...

Samrat, a highly successful entrepreneur was Mahi's former classmate and current neighbor. Mahi had effectively ruined his higher educational prospects with her false allegations. She along with her similarly mean friends had also made his sister Ananya's life miserable during their college days. And to make matters even more complicated, Ananya is married to Mahi's first love, Sidhu, whom Mahi had callously left behind to marry a person of her parent's choice.

Watch the sparks fly...

When Mahi and Samrat butt heads at every turn, they are caught up in a fierce, but unwanted attraction that leads them into an exciting wild fling with no strings attached. 
But what would happen when one of them is no longer happy with their arrangement, and begins to demand more, wanting everything... 

A humorous, heartwarming, sexy story of redemption, friendship and love.


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Mahi sighed. "Samrat, I've already told you that I'm not that mean and aggressive girl from our college days anymore." Samrat didn't want to agree with her because that would mean that he will have to acknowledge that to himself. "Don't forget rude and immature along with being a liar." Her eyes flared, and she snapped out at him. "You were an arrogant ass, who has always felt superior to me with your holier-than-thou attitude. I would never like someone like you Mahi," she imitated him mockingly from the night fourteen years ago. Samrat was taken aback and a little shocked at the reminder. "But I guess one of things that didn't change about me is that I've still got a temper and some pride left," she said calmly. Samrat felt disgusted at himself for acting like some throwback cultural police. Women's dressing was the last thing he ever bothered with or even cared about. Mahi saw the disgust on his face. And that was her final straw. She began walking determinedly towards the door and then locked it. "What are you doing?" he asked, feeling slightly wary. She watched him, while walking slowly towards him with an exaggerated swing to her hips. "You are right. Maybe, I haven't changed. Maybe you are right to fire me for 'inappropriate behavior'," she whispered sultrily. When she was close enough, she held his shirt collar ends with both her hands, and dragged his head down towards her. Samrat could have easily resisted, but his brain was no longer functioning. He felt hypnotized and was staring at her bright red lips, expecting her to kiss him. But he just felt her nuzzle him around his neck and shoulders. After a few seconds, she pushed him away with a devilish smile on her face. "Now you can fire me. I'm sorry for what I did to you and Ananya all those years ago. But for your behavior towards me in the past three months, you can go to hell and stay there! You're so full of shit with your reasons to find fault with me and to fire me," she hissed and stormed out of the door. Samrat had no clue of what she had done, until he checked himself in the phone camera. He was shocked to see red lipstick kissing marks all over his pristine white collared formal shirt. He had a few meetings coming up in a few minutes and no spare clothes or even a jacket to cover up. He also wouldn't be able to pass through the office spaces without the red lipstick marks showing on him like beacons. He should be outraged, or even furious, but what he felt was something different. He kept telling himself several times that he was simply staying close to Mahi because he was trying to find a reason to fire her, which he now did. But at the back of his mind, even he knew what the real reason was. The signs were there all along, which he had been ignoring. He was slowly getting obsessed with her. With her playfulness, her smiles, and also because of seeing her regularly at his workplace and near his home. He had been going to work regularly, and sitting there thinking about her, wanting to see her all the time. The great inventor and entrepreneur known for his practical and cool headed ways, was almost wild with jealousy over harmless interactions or hugs. And it was jealousy over the woman who had almost ruined his life. Samrat cursed viciously. Again. ***** Mahi was upset and mad when she left the office building. She informed her team that she wasn't feeling well and would take rest of the day off. They would soon know that she was fired for inappropriate behavior. "Maybe, he'll even throw in assault charges. For the dirty sinful slut daring to touch his esteemed holiness," she muttered as she got into her house. She thought she was finally settling into a good schedule. She had a great job that she enjoyed. And after work, she visited her aunt almost every day at her new place. She met Rajeev there most of the times when he visited his mom. He got a great job offer in the city that he took up. Rajeev left a message on her phone asking her if she was free in the afternoon. She replied back that she was at home and would be making Singapore street noodles that he really liked. As she lay on the bed, she realized that even with the job and a routine, something was still missing. She was missing having friends and some major companionship. Even when she was trapped in an abusive relationship, she had always liked socializing. Dinesh had tried to isolate her, and keep her from making any meaningful attachments. So she had only ended up with very few acquaintances during the past fourteen years. She couldn't do anything about the companionship because she didn't want to go through another drama episode in her life. Either she hurt the men who loved her or they hurt her. But she could do something about friends. She socialized with her coworkers as much as possible during the working days, but they were all so young, and even if they weren't, everyone seemed to be busy with their own personal lives. She needed some friends from her age group, and someone who could connect with her way of thinking and actions. She had never made any long lasting friendships in her earlier childhood, since she was called 'naughty' and a 'bad influence'. But soon she had learnt how to control and then temper her behavior near the right people, making some really good friends in college. When she got married at twenty-one, she had to give up her friends as one of the promises she made to her then-newlywed husband. Sighing loudly, she thought of her gang from her college days and missed them like crazy.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR


Hello I am MV Kasi and I am a romance addict. :-)

When I am not working in a full-time job or taking care of my family, I sneakily read at least 3 or 4 romance books of all possible genres within a week. I love reading books that are witty, humorous, heartwarming, hot and definitely with a happily-ever-after.


After sinking my teeth into hundreds of books over the years, I had an aha moment one day and started writing my first romance book. For three months straight I worked day and night until finally, I finished it. Then of course, I re-read what I wrote, cringed and deleted most of it and started over again. Finally, I had a version of it ready that I was satisfied with (somewhat). But after getting positive feedback from well-meaning friends and family members, I decided to self-publish it on Amazon.


Although my story takes place in India, featuring Indian characters, I'm hoping that it can be enjoyed by readers all around the world. Especially since romance has no boundaries when it comes to a sizzling one featuring a sassy heroine and a hot alpha hero.

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