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Book Review: The Summer of the Spanish Woman by Catherine Gaskin

Uprooted from their home in Ireland, young Charlotte Drummond and her glamorous mother, Lady Pat, must adjust to life in Jerez, Spain. In Ireland, Seventeen-year-old Charlotte Drummond had access to her ancestral estate but as the circumstances forced she lost it to her lover Richard Selwin, new Lord Blodmore. Though they both were in love but he was manoeuvred to marry someone else. And she being forbidden had to exit, hoping never to return to Ireland and her love. She and her mother find refuge in a crumbling mansion which was once secretly bought by her grandfather. 

There where the grapes cluster thick on the hillsides, Charlotte enters the exciting world of sherry vintners. Staunchly she holds her ground against the powerful Marquesa, the legendary feisty Spanish woman her grandfather had loved. And in the arms of Carlos Santander, she tries to forget her own faraway love, never daring to hope he might be hers again.
‘The Summer of the Spanish Woman’ is a terrifying book on lov…

Book Review: Train to Pakistan by Khuswant Singh

Train to Pakistan, published in the year 1956, is an historical novel by Khuswant Singh. The theme swirls around the much debated partition of India for two nations. Mr. Singh has able-handedly thrown light on the gruelling circumstances and abject suffering of innocent people which they went through during the tragic partition. The novel is true, more in the right way, for covering the changing outlook of people assembling from different communities and religions, the way they lost trust over one-another, and the inevitable massacres.

Both sides (two nations) received equal damage by employing many ways of inhuman agonies. Mr. Singh writes less about the ‘Nehru-Jinnah’ politics involved and responsible for the partition; he instead dealt with the local feelings.
During the summer of 1947 when the news of partition came, over 10 million people doomed to move and seek refuge. They were living together but under the heat of partition they got involved into mass killing and other atrocitie…

Book Review: The Madonnas of Leningrad by Debra Dean

The book’s story takes into hand Leningrad of 1941, then into war, and it offers a remarkably reminiscences of the yesteryears, when Leningrad was being approached by the German army. Readers would figure out that endurance was the toughest possible streak among the victims and the civil population. Marina is the central character, who goes along and skitters back and forth with the gritty episodes of love, war and museum paintings.
Marina, in present time lives with her husband and children, suffers Alzheimer – and it is through this mental disorder that she often experiences past-life haunting memories and at the same time finding solace in pictures of the museum. The nub of the book is that how a suffering soul can find a respite in arts – prominently gallery pictures. The story seems incomplete as no particular war fighting characters have shown. However, the only feast is the writer’s immense aptitude for good language. References of paintings are a great thing that needs to chee…

Book Review: A Killer in Winter by Susanna Gregory

The story unfolds in medieval Cambridge. Noted highlights include - a Christmas of 1354; winter is all set to white out lives of people. Uncanny deaths takes place thus Matt comes into the affair. The book, like other ones, is Matthew Bartholomew series. The number 9. The story sounds bit boring and repetitive – that’s the problem with series writers. The mystery doesn't offer any great scope or place of interest; however, routes the way as happened in other books. So many books on mystery domain with the same detective is risky.
Phillipa, former lover of Matthew, is being agonised by death of a servant, and her husband, a rich merchant. The period shown in the book is of 13th century, so the events leading to one another sounds quite contemporary to that time. In fact, bringing a feel about that time is quite fascinating. Only a historian could do that, which she (Susanna) has already delivered.

Terribly, there are many characters that make the story a bit astray and clues to the …

Book Review: Sethji by Shobhaa De

Sethji is a story of Amrita, a dark but sexy lady. The central theme of the novel is – passion for power. When Amrita’s father dies, she erratically plunges into a state of social rejection and financial difficulty. To overcome all types of financial difficulties and in the quest of social security for Amrita and herself, her mother remarries a Delhi-based businessman and they settle in Delhi.

In Delhi, Sethji, an egotistic prominent political figure and once a friend of her father, approaches her to marry his elder son, Srichand. Though initially she protests but her widowed mother forces her to tie the knot, as a result Amrita gets entry into a wealthy family and her mother’s life standard rises eventually.  
Sethji’s both sons are hopeless and act like crazy, dodgy villains. The elder one – Srichand – husband of Amrita is unable to drive her crazy in bed as he is impotent. Amrita has access to immense wealth and affluent facilities but her most prized gift eludes her.  Sethji is…

Book Review: I Hate Bollywood by Rohit Khilnani

Mostly, the Indian writers are seen being impelled by Bollywood’s glamour. Thus, books often deal with cheap, lucid, spicy stuff instead of other good things.
Raghu is brought up in Mumbai. Being influenced by Bollywood’s activities since early days, he lands up doing journalism for ‘The News’, a popular newspaper.
The writer being a part of Bollywood manages to write off his debut novel by highlighting a nub of hidden and unpleasant facts about the Bollywood stars. The book is weighed on providing events and accounting to common audience who perceives Bollywood a something high and elite.
Nothing is great about this book, neither the story nor writing. But still the book is placed well among the shelves, for it’s recommended and forwarded by a few personalities like Karan Johar, who himself is a waste in the guise of Bollywood’s glamour. The title is appealing and compels people to browse initial pages to catch up the inside story. The writer lost the way and heads in the spoors o…