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Book Review: 14 Works by a 14 Year Old by Nikhita Makam

14 Works by a 14 Year Old by Nikhita Makam is an inspiring work. As the title indicates both – the number of pieces in the book and the age of the author. Nikhita is a school-going author and at this age coming up with a well-written book is a thing to note and appreciate. This book consists of 14 pieces – a mix of short stories, poems, and prose.


Whether it is a story, poem, or prose; the author tried to convey some or other message successfully. The story about an unusual dream of a girl manages to stir elements of horror in the story. And the prose about that unsatisfied tree is something that represents us in current times. No matter what we get, we forget to show gratitude. That's a bad virtue.

The poem about the wind was beautiful and it shows how the wind is related to us in various sorts of circumstances. It helps in spreading a lot about one another silently. That was an amazing piece of work. Writing and editing are fantastic. However, a close look will make you understand that the author has strong, yet subtle, command over poetry and prose. It is good that she has written this book as a mix of poetry, prose, and stories. The best gets highlighted automatically.

The book is a perfect thing to start a career in writing. Readers hoping her to write more engaging and theme-oriented stories in the future, like Ruskin Bond did with his first novella – The Room on The Roof. Highly recommended for budding writers and young readers.

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