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Title: Private Delhi Author(s): Ashwin Sanghi, James Patterson Publisher: Penguin Random House, UK Number of Pages: 383 Genre: Fiction/Thriller Review: After reading Private India, I was eager to read Santosh Wagh's and Jack Morgan's next, Private Delhi . When the two master thriller writers, Ashwin Sanghi and James Patterson join hands together to write, then it's almost impossible that the book will not be an exciting read. The book which is sequel to Private India revolves around Santosh Wagh's next spine chilling case which involves government as well. People are getting murdered gruesomely and with the higher authorities involved, the information which is needed is hard to decipher. With this, How the cop who was once the head of Private India, Santosh Wagh, will find the criminal? The story begins with a gruesome murder with human remains being found in the basement of a house the posh area of South Delhi. The suspicion and real th...

Title: My 6/10 Rule of Happiness: How to Get Happiness in life by unlocking this Little Emotional secret of living and positive thinking Author: Dr. Lalit Kumar Number of Pages: 51 Edition: Available in Kindle Edition  Genre: Non Fiction/Self Help Book Review: I would start off with the title of the book which is self explanatory. The author has penned the book wonderfully in a language which is easy to read and understand.  Being short in length, it took me around forty five minutes to read the book. I am not that much fan of reading on the screen as it tires off my eyes but still the book seemed a good read. Going by the book, the author has elaborated the life of modern human beings in a simplistic manner. The way we all are engrossed in our work so as to meet the deadlines,  complete the work assigned etc. that we forget the other important aspects of life like spending time with the family, friends, taking care of your h...

Running from own shadow Scraping to reveal the lesion Sometimes fast, sometimes slow Tired of this adhesion The scar left behind No sorrow or pity I am not blind And you're not so witty Bruised are the skies Pouring down the anger Seen the lows and the highs Light's turned green from amber Drop down the beat See your heart stop Turning up the heat It ain't gonna flop Take my hand in yours It might help you mend  The long broken doors Just read the poem I penned! Photo by Joshua Sortino on Unsplash

Beyond the horizons, Under the sea bed Hidden I sit Where no one would see! Smiled in the joy Cried in agony Framed it all up When nothing was in sight The touch of life And the kiss of death At par I stand still Experiencing the two Felt sometimes like a hairline Sometimes felt the opposite Longing for the surprises Simply allowing to creep in  Turned up or escaped sometimes But faced it all every time Sooner or later I tried And saw the pain subside! Click here to read Tell the reason why?

 Abhinav stood still on remembering his life; last 10 years have been wonderful. Although somewhere something was missing. Lately, he had incurred losses to which he couldn’t hold somebody else accountable. Relationships with his peers, even his wife were deteriorating. Everywhere around him was tension that was building up every second he thought about the loss. Sitting in his cabin in his lavish office, he leaned forward. He started banging his forehead with his fists, a sign of worry. He wanted to put back the broken pieces of his life together anyhow for which he was willing to pay any price. As he leaned back reminiscing the happy times he spent with his family, a smile crossed his lips momentarily. He poured some water from the beautiful silver jug placed meticulously on one of the edges of the table. Silence was so eminent that he could hear even the slightest of the noise. He gave a small glance at the clock on the sidewall, the time was 1 AM. He realized...

The world that lies Under the feet Above the skies Listen to the beat Look into the mirror Beyond those eyes Till it is clearer No fools, only wise Taken aback are the undefended Poor souls are left to die It's alright, you had pretended Now, tell the reason why? The roses that once bloomed Are to be found nowhere This world has been doomed By the disseminated broken shards Separated by the frontier Lost or dead are the souls Same goes on every year Till its the time for polls!