There are millions of books in the world, published day in, day out. It is hard to read every one of them in the limited lifespan that we have. But the pro of having so many books is that you never run out of books to read. There is always that one book that you have to read. It’s right there on your book list and you can’t wait to get your hands on it. Once you’re done with it, another one mysteriously emerges and thus, the cycle goes on and on.
This book would probably have killed me by giving me high blood pressure. I was so pissed off with each page I turned that it took me all my strength and energy to not throw the book across the room. And I was reading it on the Kindle app on my laptop, so I know that that was a good decision.
Just the cover of Hannah Rothschild’s The Improbability of Love brought me to my knees, even though I haven’t read it in the year that I have owned it. Plus, I had heard great things about the book. So of course, when the author’s new book came out, I became excited. And when Bloomsbury India granted me the review request, I literally squealed! Thing is, disappointment doesn’t warn you before it strikes. That’s probably why some are so hard to digest. And this one, House of Trelawney, is one such.
A Ticklish Affair is a short story collection that promises to explore the underbellies of different professions and life in general while being mindful of the emotions that the people involved go through. It is a collection of 10 short stories, each one attempting to be out of this world.
The world is no stranger to medical rom-coms despite us having a rather rigid perspective when it comes to doctors. While over in America, Scrubs was and still is a classic, India had Sanjeevani and Dill Mill Gaye, with the former considered to be more popular. But we hardly have had any books that talked about the light-hearted shenanigans that go on in doctors’ lives.
I usually don’t get excited about nonfiction books. But somehow, A Walk in the Woods was somehow inexplicably pulling me towards it. Maybe because it is travel-related that I was so excited to start reading this book. It is saying something when just 2 pages in, I fell in awe with the man called Bill Bryson.
I had requested a copy of The Man on the Middle Floor from NetGalley based solely on its cover. And I read it a long time after I got it. So long that I only hoped that it justified my faith in the unknown.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie is a trailblazer when it comes to feminism. She says she is not an expert on the subject, but with her simple, sensible ideas, she is absolutely one. She knows what is right and what isn’t. Those things that we take to be absolutely okay in everyday life, she shows why they really aren’t. She has strong reasons for this, those that you can’t refute, try as you might. I love how she puts forth her ideas, be it in TED Talks, or in her books.
The first ever Hindi novel that I read was Divya Prakash Dubey’s Masala Chay, because who doesn’t get intrigued by such a title? No, I’m not a chai-addict, though I know of people who cannot live without it. Anyway, once I’d finished Masala Chay, I knew I wouldn’t be going to another Hindi book for a long time. It isn’t that I couldn’t read it easily; only, it took more effort than it would take for me to read an English book.
A Charm of Finches is the second in the Venery series – a detail that escaped me until it was too late and I had committed to reviewing it. This book is a free copy from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. So I started with the hope that I could keep up, despite not reading the first in the series, and that I’d still like A Charm of Finches.