E-Love:Terms & conditions applied

Welcome to the e-world where virtual space is more happening than the personal space. The debut novel of the author has hit the bull’s eye and tapped the much in trend cyber love to attract the readers. And he is successful to a limit where he effortlessly depicts the mundane life of an individual, the college chaos, and the cyber frenzy. At first glance, it looks like a love diary more than a book.

The book begins on a very pleasant note and the narrative picks up well. The language used is very simple yet endearing. Its transition from the real world to the virtual world through few “tings tings” is very catchy and transports you to a completely different level that you can relate with. The plot is set in the city of Rajasthan and gives a very earthy touch to it which is in complete contrast to the fast paced plot.

The flow of the story is smooth and the transition from one chapter to another is easy and doesn’t require much forced thought process. The lead characters Ankit and Akshi are lovable, simple, and relatable. Every youngster can relate with them. At times, it gets little boring to read the detailed explanation of the texts but that is thoughtfully done to convey the Cyber slangs.

Coming to the core theme of the book, the cyber love that blooms in all its glory is cliché, yet endearing.  It keeps alive the interest of the readers. The plot could have been more gripping and crisp. Overall, a fresh read while travelling or over a cup of coffee on a rainy day.

My rating 
3/5

Amazon buy link

http://www.amazon.in/E-Love-Ankit-Bohra/dp/9384315184/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1469976263&sr=8-2&keywords=e-love

WARNING- DO NOT BUY THIS BOOK!!!!!

No ..No...I am not promoting it.

Seriously...am not promoting the book.

Okay,  I am just giving you 7 prime reasons to read the book till the end, and soak up the magic of this cute little black thing. By God...amazing sense of humour I have!

I will definitely not tell you to spend 299 INR on this BOOK. 

But STOP spending those hard earned bucks on that double burst pizza and go grab this book.....NOW.

Quick 7 reasons to buy the book:

1. That cheesy pizza will make you fat and your lover might ditch you. So I just want to prevent your breakup. Trust me, honey punch you will not regret this book...but the pizza...yesses you will!!!!!

2. The cover is so enigmatic that it might appease your guests and increase your social standard. Place it nicely in your bookshelf and let guests adore this black beauty.

3. A quick Arabic language guide so that you can flaunt it like Emraan Hashmi did in that song....the same with Hawtiee Mallika Sherawat.....AAH ....Murder!!!!! Few catchy words, "Maafi Mushkila", "Kullu Tamaam", "Mabrook”.

4. If you are sex deprived and feel frustrated then you will find solace in the book and your horny desires will freak out. No...The book does not "satisfy" you but the informative and intellectual content will actually supress your wicked cravings.

5. If you are a foodie then this book is for you, man. Learn the names of royal Arabic delicacies and flaunt your cookery vocab amongst your gang. Win the passes to MasterChef India .......Bang on!!!!!

6. If you are a social media addict then straight jump to chapter 15. Some important tips for you there such as:

a. How to hit off on WhatsApp?

b. How to cope up with a recent break-up?

c. Never jump to conclusions over the cyber.........the net speed might be slow. Not your partner always.

7. If any of the above reasons do not appeal you........JUST OPEN  AMAZON. IN AND TYPE "Doha! Diary of a Delhi-O-holic" AND BUY IT RIGHT NOW. NOTHING CAN CONVINCE YOU TO BUY GOOD STUFF.....THIS UPPERCASE CAN!!!

GO BUY IT..............ITS GOOD FOR YOUR HEALTH.

P.S. Do not send me threatening mails. Lovingly yours.

BUY LINK

http://www.amazon.in/Doha-Diary-Delhi-O-Holic-Anam-Arsalan/dp/1482875071/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1468438026&sr=1-1&keywords=doha+diary

Dalits, Dynasty and SHE- A brutal political satire.....!!!!!

An honest portrayal of the down-in-the-mud political system of the country where the faces are not genuine and conscience of the leaders has hit the rock bottom pit of oblivion. The book begins with the political tyranny of the Dalit leader who has proved her mettle in the vote battle and now rules over the most populous State of the country.  The true colors resurface with each chapter and the characters of the book bring with them perplexing attitudes and social disharmony. The character of Shanti Devi is splashed with oodles of confidence, manipulative antics, and hideous intentions. This is in complete contrast with the naïve, but sharp-minded Rama Chandra who upholds his backward values and condemns the ways of the political tyrant. Amidst all this chaos, there are other prominent players in the political corridors that help in maintaining the grip of the plot. Such a blatant portrayal of the dirty politics that actually acts as a page turner.

Talking about the book, the characters are subtly penned down giving them a realistic touch. The political satire that it is, it truly justifies the random twists and turns in the book that maintains the pace throughout. At couple of places, the grip tends to loosen as the characters add little confusion to the political drama already in full vigor. But, the highs and lows of the human characters are shown in the white light.

A crisp read that engages your mood and makes you ponder over the naivety of the citizens who trust their political leaders blindly. The strong command over the language is actually the USP of the book and reflects the pensive approach of the author. Kudos to the concept, the grim satire, and the superlative characterization.

I would rate this book as 4.5/ 5.

A MUST read!!!!

Food-O-mania...!!!! An NRI's food woes

Someone has rightly said, “Food is your body’s fuel, without fuel your body wants to shut down”. And the  protagonist personally believes that all great minds are set to work and love after a lavish feast. 

Wink wink. :)
So the protagonist has this ‘Breakup friendly’ food theory that’s quite amusing.  It says Yummy and fatty food is the only way to heel a broken heart. Who wants to mourn over heartaches when you are served a divine platter!!!!  But you can never predict what life has in store for you or so was the case with him.

Food-O-mania

Hailing from North India, where an evening tea sans ‘samosa’ /’kachori’ is a sin, he is a big time foodie.
Life slaps a 'pita bread' on his face and he ends up in Doha only to wake up to aroma of sulemani tea. From ginger tea to red tea. ..life has been too hard on him. PMS Indeed. .....Poor metabolic Syndrome.  Savour your thoughts. ..!!!!

The five food woes of the protagonist :

1. From 'harry's' to Harees life has taken a mouthful of twists. When hummus replaces 'Chana masala' and 'Majboos' replaces Biryani. ...taste buds go on a strike.

2. Ķeratin shoots up only to escalate the libido. ....The lifeguards are required and they come pricey.  Oooops!!

3. It's only Doha and no DOSA. ....aarrgghhhhh

4. A temporary breakup with street food takes him in the pit or 'pita' of despair.

5. Shawarma se na sharma meri jaan. 

Read on to know more about the protagonist in the upcoming book, "Doha! Diary of a Delhi-O-holic".

https://m.facebook.com/Doha-Diary-of-a-Delhi-O-holic-1710720389168925/

The genetic bandhan

To have a baby is always a joint decision but the difficult part (the painful part), is always in the stride of the woman.Guess we are capable of handling the internal and external pressures at the same time....lol. So, when me and my man decided to let our heart walk outside our bodies and dance on our heads..literally...I was pretty sure that the God is in the process of creating a magnificent small wonder for me. As the first trimester went by and took along its partner in crime, the much despised morning sickness and acidity aunt reduced its frequent visits to my would-be-penguin body, I could actually get hold of my thoughts and dwell in the imagination of THE LITTLE MIRACLE who was to be downloaded in next few months.
The man of the house had much to worry, namely the due date so that he can plan his leaves and the  awesome killing looks of the baby that he thought would automatically be transferred to him by some instant pen drive. AHHH....that was indeed quite a contribution in the entire process.
 After all this, I was pretty much sure that God would be very kind and generous in taking cues from me while sculpting my miracle.NO NO NO........i am not a feminist at all before you jump on any conclusions. I DESPISE silly feminism for the sake of haunting the poor men. So, as much I wanted my miracle to be  replica of me in looks, I wanted the baby to inherit his fathers brain and other many such traits that I am proud of......don't ask me to count those now..have to think..;);)
So you see, life was pretty much sorted until my penguin body finally gave in and was in the mood to let go off the miracle in this awesome world. The emergency c-section software was run on and after few hitches the miracle was downloaded.
Day 5- hospital
Visitors - " The baby is completely on his father...bilkul baap pe"
Inlaws- "pulkit jaisa hai ekdum.....muahhh"
My mom- "Sirf eyes teri hain"

Month 5
 The sonny boy sleeps like his dad.
Month 12
The lil dude tries combing his hairs like his father....the side partition
After 2 years
mommy daddy in argument mode....boy says " noooo mama" and hugs his father

I sit there scratching my head...!!

At this moment
The sonny boy staring at me with his father like eyes and telling me to fetch him a glass of "pann" .
Yes boss....sure i will....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P.S.
I am extremely proud of both the rock stars in my life.....:)

Death by selfie

Blame it up on the era of smartphones or instagram, the pouty selfie obsession is rising at a unprecedented rate. And that's perfectly alright as long you are able to flaunt your newly done eyebrows and that coral lip color. I myself had a huge selfie obsession long back and trust me I never used mirror during that time as my cell phone was duly trained to act as the witched mirror and answer my whims; "Mirror mirror who is the prettiest of all?. More  than the intolerance debate,  what worries me is the rate at which the selfie deaths are increasing and that tells me something is creepy about this selfie obsession. Though being a  saggi, I got over it long back but am still amused at the on-your-face expressions of the people while clicking selfie.The other day I was literally horrified at the sight of the lady clicking a selfie with her puppy inside the lift and flaunting a  puppy face.I swear i feel pity for the puppy who had to endure the tight cuddle  and bear with the obsession. Talking about the puppy face, i still doubt who flaunted the better puppy expression(winks). BTW, she forgot to step out on her turn.

The recent death of a boy while clicking a selfie on a  rail track is worrying. Time to rethink over the value of your life to your loved ones. That pout can wait surely but death carrier wont.
Use those pout at some better places...obviously not on a deadly spot. Flaunt yourself, express yourself,love yourself...but please please please don't invite the sexy looking death carrier by any chance.
Keep dreaming
CHEERS....!!!!

The Odd even homeconomics

Hope you guys are having a  stupendous start of the year and all your resolutions, have at least been posted on the social media, if not been implemented. After all, that is what resolutions are meant to be..nah!!! After the historical odd even formula being implemented for a fortnight, I am intrigued by the economics of it.The intellectual brains put to work to design it, must have had a nasty fight at home and the end result was this epic and ill- logical scheme. Before I am convicted for speaking my weirdo mind out or before some political Sabu (remember the muscular alien from Chacha chaudhri) sits on a hunger strike after reading my non-cooperation post, I would like to ponder on the odd even homeconomics , if it were to be applicable in my domestic territory. What if the household chores were divided on  this basis and women get a alternate day off from the internal affairs. AHH...SOUNDS LIKE SOME SUGAR COATED MELODY to me .I mean imagine one day the man does the laundry and the other day the woman takes the car to the service center.(Role  reversal...ahaan). 

It would be really difficult to predict the success of this scheme in any domestic territory, but yeah..this would definitely bring back some fun in the monotonous life.So, our Sabu can be really happy that his scheme is quite a inspiring one.

The success of the marriage is anyways in this odd even scheme which is not very often realized. One day the man of the house goes out and have fun with his friends and the other day, the wife goes out and celebrate...of course with HER friends.......no jokes please..!!!

P.S. The quality of the household chores performed by the husbands is a not a matter of litigation...!!!!

CHEERS...