I was recently driving through villages along with 3 more women who happend to be my grandmother, mother and my aunt. The places we were going through are very remote and so small that they dint have proper roads. they had old buildings and some are ruined. for me they were very romantic. being born and brought up in cities, some big and some small. always a city. So all these seemed very dreamy and romantic for my very romantic mind. But for grandmother it was her childhood and for my mother and aunt it was their holiday time. When we were in car or after that 3 days of small village exploring my granny could not stop talking about her younger days. About her parents her siblings and her oh so many memories. Mind you i have heard them all. When i was a child myself. When i used go to grandparents, my grandmother in tyhe evening after all her work was done she used to sit with me out in the night under the stars and tell me stories about her life while applying oil to my haior or henna to my hands or feeding me something or just massing my head. i used soak up all the stories and fall aslee along with her on the bed made with wires. after all these years i was listening to these stories and i thought i need to make a note of them so i get to tell storeies to kids later on or else i will totally forget them. wich i dont want to. My granmother one among the 9 kids and 2 in the line is one of the strongest and indipendent women i was lucky enought to meet let alone related to. So i am going make a note of her life. Only the good parts. I dont want her life to be gone in the wind. I am going put up pics and write what ever i vcan and what ever she can tell me or remember. She is around 80 . obsessed with telivision, amazing cook, especially the traditional telugu food, a loyal sister, papmperd daughter. A mother who still keep her kids under her thumb and grandmother who still pampers her grandkids inspite that they are grown. She is partial to male species. she has 4 kids. One Son followed by 3 daughtes. the 3rd child who is my mother. So obviosly she partial to her Son and 2 grandsons who are my brothers. This srory is hers. It does not matter even if no one reads it. This is about her a woman who did not what electricity was to a woman who uses a smart phone. a woman who loves travelling, perfumes, food. A woman who is so stong that she refuses to cry. Who is scared of dark but still lives alone. A woman insipte of many backlashes still manages to stand tall and strong. A woman who everyone loves but never cross that line she draws. Hope i can do justice to her stories and to her in some way.
I am so sick and tired of this helpless women who want love and loving touch and then comes the loving touch. FUCK YOU.
I love a good romance even if it’s far stretched. But it’s painful to read how desperate women are and how without any fucking self respect. Atleast if you are having one night stand do it with fucking style.
One star. I have been waiting to read this book. You know police procedure, murder, jealous and psycho husband, true crime!! How can anyone go wrong with it. Right?? WRONG!! It was so boring.. It felt like a bored talentless boring teenagers diary. Trust me,. You don’t have to read this…
All of us who “saw” the book cover knows who the killer is. The writer dint even bother to make it little interesting. The book was all He(killer) said that, he said this, and in between his(writers) own thoughts.. Need I say more??
How often do Men rather Male species think about sex?? I was in starbucks today and while reading and eating and drinking i was noticing people. How both the sex behave. What made me think about this?? Well There was this couple having a conversation and it was quite evident that the guy was with […]
Oh my god.. there is something wrong with me.. I don’t like this book.. it was boring, not very funny and I knew what was going to happen. Contrary to all the other reviews actually. I was sure I would like it.. forget about liking.. I was bored and dint find any part funny.
I am worried about my self.
You read the synopsis you will know the story. I dint problem with the story but 30% into the book I knew it was going to bad but it turned out too forced upon.
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WHAT THE FUCK!!!!
It starts all nice and slowly stars growing and very silently creeps behind you and slowly bends over your shoulder and see you with the black blank eyes.
Fuck the book is dark and BRILLIANTLY written. How can one get across a point in such a short story about such a serious issue and how ignorantly stupid people can be. Damn. I am creepily impressed.
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A small town girl who wants prove herself in a big city and her first job as a intern and of course she is hot boss and she is attracted to him not knowing him t be her super rich and super handsome boss who also happened to be her brothers best friend who she never met. He is all hot and cocky and not in dress code so she thinks he is mail fucking man. Obviously she is attractive and she talks about her body and how many freckles she has all over body to a super hot guy and then she sees him a pub again he is super everything and her friend asked to keep away from him and that her brother will not be happy and SHE STILL THINKS HE IS FUCKING MAILMAN.
Our boy even after she tell him that she is a intern and that her BROTHER got her the job and he is kind of bothered by it but he does not know this “innocent” girl who stalks him daily in the name of smoke and dances in a pub for him and seduces him and sleeps with him. They both don’t know their names even after talking for ever and then sleep and then wake up, he does not realise that she is his best friends sister.
Now you might not believe if i say that the book actually kind of fine but I could not take it. I need a smart romance than the usual bullshit.
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