These raindrops falling
From the sky are caressing
My body gently.
Enjoy this haiku on raindrops 🙂
These raindrops falling
From the sky are caressing
My body gently.
Enjoy this haiku on sunflowers 🙂
The sunflowers are
Smiling from ear to ear and
Are welcoming me.
The murderer has given an invitation in the newspaper that it is going to murder someone, but actually kills himself. Let’s see how Miss Marple will solve this case!
I hope you must be in good health. In these tough times I can proudly admit that “reading is therapeutic”.
So, I just finished reading another classic from the “Dame” Agatha Christie and Ia m absolutely thrilled to write this review.
I have read books with Mr. Poirot as a detective but had never read one with Miss Marple. And this book – A Murder is Announced” features Miss Marple as the detective.
The book starts with an announcement of a murder. There is an advertisement in the Gazette that a murder is to take place at Little Paddocks (Ms. Letitia Blacklock’s) house at 6:30pm on October 29 and the whole village is invited to see it.
It seems like an odd ad and people think, including Letitia herself, that it’s some kind of a game that somebody had arranged. So, everybody goes at Ms. Blacklock’s place to see what is it. Now, when the clock strikes half past six, all the lights go out, a man with a torch comes and fires thrice. When the lights come back, we get to know that Miss Blackock’s ear is bleeding and this man is lying on the ground dead.
The man turns out to be Rudi Scherz, a Swiss guy working at a hotel. This whole scenario looks a lot confusing and surprising to everybody as who might want to kill Ms. Blacklock and then eventually would shoot himself?
When the sheriffs dig a lil deeper into Ms. Blacklock’s past they get to know that she worked for a tycoon who left all his wealth in her name. The conditions are that she will get the money after the tycoon’s wife dies or if Ms. Blacklock dies first then all the money would go to Pip and Emma, the children of tycoon’s sister.
Miss Marple aids to solve the case and the novel gets all the more interesting by each passing page. Christie make sures that readers find it hard to put the book down.
There are around 20-25 characters and each of them has a vital role to play. The suspense continues till the end and when it is revealed, it comes as a huge surprise.
I would definitely recommend this book to my readers.
My Rating – 5/5
Continuing the haiku series with this haiku on starry night.
A night full of stars
Wraps the sky to keep it warm
And cozy till dawn.
A college going girl who is still inside her fangirl bubble and doesn’t like leaving her room. How she adapts to new lifestyle changes and what all happens? Read everything in my review of the novel Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell.
So, this book revolves around Cath and Wren, two identical twins who were inseparable until they went to college. While Cath still feels dependent on Wren and wants to spend as much time as possible together, Wren feels that it’s time that the two went their separate ways and found people to hang around with. Cath’s an introverted writer who spends most of her time in her room, writing fan-fiction while Wren’s an extrovert who likes to party and get drunk. Both of them had been Simon Snow’s fan but Wren wants to move out of this fangirl bubble while Cath is still inside it.
Since Wren doesn’t wishes to be Cath’s roommate so Cath has a new roomie. Her roommate Reagen, a character I personally loved, is a total badass who couldn’t care less about the world, their friendship is one of the most precious relationships in the book. It may not be the most obvious one, but it’s amazing. Cath initially has a hard time getting out of her room and has absolutely no friends, but as the story proceeds, Cath makes heartfelt connections which made me smile so much throughout. Cath’s an over thinker, she probably over thinks about over thinking if you ask me, but she’s the nicest character. The kind you want to put in a glass box so nobody could hurt her. The relationships portrayed in the book are probably the best part about it, for me at least. And not just the romantic ones, the one between Cath and her father, the one between Cath and Wren, even the non-existing full of resentment relationship Cath had with the mother who abandoned her.
When I started college, I had the same worries as Cath, about not knowing anyone, about being all alone, about what to do and where to go, it’s such an honest, well written story that I can’t help but think about how much I liked it.
That being said, I do feel that sometimes, Cath’s character was just a little too whiney, like a child who refuses to grow up but well, aren’t we all children who just don’t want to grow up either?
I give this book a 4/5.
Hope you will enjoy this haiku 🙂
One big announcement in this post 😀
Little drops of dew
Glowing like pearls of wisdom
On the fresh green leaves.
P.S. – I have decided to begin a Haiku series in which I will post one haiku every Thursday. Also, if you like, you too can submit your haiku to me. I will feature your haiku on my blog with due credits 🙂
Mail – firstname.lastname@example.org
Have you ever thought what God might write in His will? Well, read this poem to get your answer!🌸
It is a beautifully written poem about what God actually wants from us, humans.
Here is my Haiku on moonlight. Hope you will enjoy 🙂
Moonlight shines so bright,
Like the halo of the sky.
Such a pretty sight.
In our “Author of the Day” series, our today’s author is Guy de Maupassant. Take a look at his life, his writing style and why is he so popular.
On an ordinary, hot afternoon I found a book titled “Popular French Stories”. It was by an unknown publisher and had a very ordinary looking cover. Peering inside, I found a plethora of stories so strange my fifteen-year old brain couldn’t comprehend it and I put the book down. Years later, I sat down on an ordinary,hot afternoon and read the book again. It was at this point that I stumbled upon Guy De Maupassant and his brilliant brand of realism. One of France’s greatest poets, De Maupassant was the greatest of all French realists.
Guy De Maupassant was born on August 5th ,1850 near Dieppe, France. When Maupassant was 11 , his parents legally separated. His mother was a strong independent woman and she was an influential figure in his life. He was the godson, friend and an apprentice of the great Gustave Flaubert. Flaubert acted as his literary guardian and helped him make his debut in the world of writing. He met Emile Zola and Russian Novelist Ivan Turgenev as well as many others. His two hundred short stories depict the pessimist that he was and his dark, gloomy side. He wrote over three hundred short stories and six novels.
His stories have a cynical air to it. Even though his stories and opinions were based on realism, ultimately he lost his life to madness. He died at the age of 43 in an the private asylum of Esprit Blanche at Passy, in Paris.
Why I love De Maupassant is because his stories are just simply brilliant. They describe human nature in a subtle, indescribable way. Take his first work ‘Boule De Suif”. It revolves around the hypocrisy of human nature and peer pressure. De Maupassant had indeed researched human nature thoroughly.
The way it’s been written is no surprise why this story made De Maupassant instantly famous.
Another favorite of mine, “The Necklace”, is a gem of a story. It revolves around the greed of human being and what a fake façade can do to a person’s life.
“Useless Beauty” is also another story with a wickedly humorous ending.
Human beings were never made out of sugar, spice and everything nice. They were made imperfect, devious and fickle. His stories are a thorough display of the what makes a human so vulnerable and unpredictable.
Sophocles was one of the most famous and celebrated Greek dramatists. Here are 10 of my favourite quotes by Sophocles.
Sophocles was one of the most famous and celebrated Greek dramatists with the other two being Aeschylus and Euripides. He wrote over 100 plays and the best known till date is Oedipus the King. Following are the 10 of my favourite quotes by Sophocles.
Without labor nothing prospers.
Success is dependent on effort.
I would prefer even to fail with honor than win by cheating.
Rather fail with honor than succeed by fraud.
A lie never lives to be old.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is love.
There is no sense in crying over spilt milk. Why bewail what is done and cannot be recalled?
There is no witness so terrible and no accuser so powerful as conscience which dwells within us.
The gods plant reason in mankind, of all good gifts the highest.
Kindness is ever the begetter of kindness.
Have you ever fallen out of love? I have tried to capture all those feelings in this poem 🙂
Isn’t it strange how we fall out of love?
How nothing but everything changes?
You look back to see how you fell in love
only to realise its nowhere in present phases.
The person you loved once unconditionally,
doesn’t appeal to you now.
As if he acts differently.
The connection is missing, your conscience doesn’t allow.
His eyes are cold, his talks are blabber,
the touch is lost
and the arguments are a dagger!
But in fact he is the same.
You are the same.
Just your love isn’t the same!
And you know its strange!
ABCD. These are the first four letters in the alphabet and the first four letters of the charismatic bunch of the four sisters in Anuja Chauhan’s book, “Those Pricey Thakur Girls”. Meet the Thakur girls, Anjini, Binita, Chandralekha and Eshwari. Anjini is the oldest sister who is married,without children, to a boring banker. Binita is the mother to twins and devoted wife to her beloved Vickyji. Debjani is the news reporter on India’s favorite news channel. Eshwari is a schoolgirl.
Anuja Chauhan’s novel may have the words, “Thakur Girls” in it but the story mainly revolves around the love life of Debjani. Chick lit is a genre explored by many authors but seldom do they make the characters strong and interesting. Chauhan has done that through the portrayal of these sisters who each have their own raucous persona. Debjani is the news reader for a television channel. She falls for the dashing yet cynical Dylan Singh Shekawat. How their love story blossoms is one aspect of this book.
The author has a surprisingly refreshing style in writing this book. The characters banter and their opinions on everything is hilarious. The book also focuses on the emergency period in India and the perils of being a journalist.
Each character has its own specialty and they all come together to give it a light yet sassy flavor. This book is well-written and is surely a time-pass activity. Any chick lit fan should read it. I would give it a 3.5/5 as it has scope for a more empowering story yet it fails to do that. It is humorous and entertaining at the same time. Go grab a copy today!
How unexpectedly life takes turn,
making all decisions worth!
Like a shooting star you fell into my lap
with beaming optimism and jazzy claps.
That first eye contact is still continuing
Your magic of touch is still worth pursuing.
I can’t get enough of your talks
Everything is enchanting from your voice to our datenight walks.
I found in you a reflection of me
Your arrival tickled the half-slept child in me
Baby, sweetheart, and darling were just some words till now
Your affection, your love made these words sound wow!
The very initials of your name bring a broad smile on my face
My lips instantly start craving for your mouth’s taste.
We have shared an unstoppable kiss
whose power carries a pure bliss.
I don’t know how far this bond will go
I don’t know how bright our memories will glow
I just know we love, we laugh, we fight, we tease, and we care
Falling hard for each other every time and keeping alive our love affair!
Is language only good enough for communicating or does it have any other purpose ? Read ahead to know the multiple role plays of language.
We use language to communicate our feelings, our emotions, the thoughts swinging in our minds, etc,etc. It is such a helpful tool that a human has discovered to convey his/her feelings towards others.
We all speak different languages like- French, Spanish, Italian, Latin,and a thousands of others, but the common thing is that though we use different words our ultimate goal is to convey what we feel. Those who are not good at expressing, find themselves comfortable in penning down their emotions.
But, language also depends on who is interpreting it ( Give it a thought!!)
Language plays multiple roles- deceptive, elusive, disguised and etc.
Many scholars have used language as codes to be decoded by their followers only or have painted scriptures with hidden messages in them or even geometrical figures with some kind of secrecy in them, which all contributes to the fact that we all have been using language as a kind of shield to protect our real thoughts underneath. Let us say, play writers like – Shakespeare or Chaucer or Marlowe or Homer – writing things but meaning something else, which we studying deeply could understand the profundity with which they have been written.
One person decipher the language according to his/her own favourable conditions. Don’t we do that all the time? We just decipher it in whatever we wanna decipher it. For ex- A friend saying to us sarcastically, but we misunderstanding it and taking it as a compliment instead. So, what does it show? It shows that whatever our ” I ” wants to accept is that what we see from our “EYES”.
So, all my point is that when we carefully peel out the layers, we come across the real meaning, then only we get to know how beautiful this invention of LANGUAGE is. Some people using the language so loosely while other using it so carefully ( choosing words carefully).
It becomes a positive tool when the man knows it’s value and could even influence people with his/her words.
I must say, the art of writing or even speaking is really a gift to certain people by God.
“Some can create big wonders with this tool while some, blunders!!”
Colleen M. Chesebro: Prose-Metrist, Novelist, & Word Witch
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