Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Announcement - Karma, Cupid & I

Its finally here! My first novel - Karma, Cupid & I 

This is how the story goes:

Twenty five year old Madhu has a peaceful present, born out of her conviction to run away from her past and all the hurt it brought her. Karma is a bitch, she learnt the hard way. Given that, surprise isn't the only emotion that Madhu feels when Karma returns and brings back people and situations Madhu worked hard to run from. What she doesn't know is that, this time around, Karma intends to fix things. Will Madhu make a different choice? If it means, earning all the happiness she rightly deserves? If it means, she might finally find true love?

The book release is scheduled for early September and the pre-order is currently doing the rounds on Flipkart. You can book yourself a copy with a discount of 25% here :

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Go ahead! Check it out :) One breezy funny romance coming your way soon!

Thanks in advance for your support!


Shades of Life - Book Review

                      It was time to sit, plan and execute a plan for survival. We had to accept this as a challenge’ reads one line in the beginning of this narration. The background to this declaration is the knowledge of the fact that twelve and a half year old Aditya has been diagnosed with acute kidney disease. While most people would have gone crumbling along with their world, when hit with news of such a magnitude, Aditya’s mother and family took it as a challenge that they eventually overcame with extraordinary measures of optimism and healthcare.

                      Shades of life is a first person account of Aditya’s struggle and subsequent recovery from  Renal Failure that caused him to lose function in both kidneys even before adolescence. While it was the boy who suffered from the clinical implications of the disease, his family – father, mother and elder brother, suffered along with him, emotionally as well. Vasundhara Ramanujan’s moving account, detailing her younger son’s condition and how it affected and changed normal life for the family, is a revelation. Of how, the ring of suffering and recovery is not just restricted to the patient but extends to his loved ones who wish to see him heal and return to life as they once knew it.

                     The book is a trove of information on renal disease, a more personal account rather than medical, offered from the point of view of Vasundhara and her family. While a text book or encyclopedia might give you all technical details of the condition and case studies to accompany, Aditya’s story includes a different perspective. It gives you, in addition, the reaction of a family, which until a stubborn headache, had a peaceful existence worrying about the result of cricket matches and college admissions. You get to feel and experience the patient side of the story, from the initial shock to coming to grip with the condition and choosing to fight to live and live with better health.

What worked for me:

1.       Short chapters with concise accounts of events.
2.       Chronological sequencing of experiences and information that make this book more of a journal than a compilation of medical inferences.
3.       The physician profiles at the end, detailing the work and achievements of experts in the field that I am sure will be useful to many.
4.       The honest tone of the book that does not at any point of time attempt to be overtly dramatic.

What did not work for me:

1.       While being a science student puts me at an advantage for understanding the medical terms and names of drugs listed in this book, to a non-science reader, it does tend to come across sometimes as too much detail.
2.       Some chapters have a final passage called reflections, that goes on to explain in some more detail about the emotional side of points covered in the text. In my opinion, I didn’t really find the need to separate the passages. They seemed to convey the same kind of matter as the rest of the chapter.
3.       The narration, fueled by a very emotional trove of experiences tends to get monotonous at times. There are opinions, anger, confusion and clarity from so many people closely involved with the problem, not to mention Aditya himself and I couldn’t help but want for a tighter script.


Shades of Life is a story of survival. Of how one family braved it through two critical health problems that threatened to rob one of their own, of holistic living. When you just can’t find that ray of sunshine in your life, pick up this book.  Aditya and his indomitable spirit will help you through.

Rating: 3/5

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Title : Shades of Life
Author : Vasundhara Ramanujan
Publisher : Westland
Price : 195

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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Unstemmed Tears

                    The atmosphere in the kitchen is stuffy. It is the aftermath of a broken promise of rain that evening. The tears continue to flow down my cheeks. They have reached pouring stage since two minutes ago and I do nothing but endure them in silence like I have been doing for a while now. I make no attempt to wipe them on my apron or my sleeve because both easy access sponges are soaked to saturation with my lachrymal brine.
                    I make use of a series of sniffs to keep my running nose from joining the moisture party on my face, raging already, courtesy my tears and sweat. I go about my work, with extra caution now. My husband is in the living room and I don’t want him to find out about my state of affairs. He doesn’t like it when I bring out the waterworks and he has already reprimanded me twice, harshly at that. He doesn’t understand that all my toil, is ultimately for him. A strong sniffle breaks free of me, before I could help it. I freeze for a moment because I fear he must’ve caught wind of it.
                    ‘Honey,’ he calls out from the living room. ‘I can hear you sniffling again.’
                     I try hastily to finish what I am doing but before I can hide the evidence, he appears at the kitchen door and fixes me with a glare. ‘How many times do I have to ask you to use the vegetable cutter with the lid? Look at you, dicing onions in the open again! You are going to spoil your lenses,’ he utters. I stand there, caught red-handed, being told off for my laziness in not using the cutter.
                     He shakes his head and wipes my tears with his handkerchief. ‘Don’t exaggerate when you blog about this tonight,’ he tells me, as he kisses my forehead and walks away with a smile.

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