Why Did We Eventually Get Over Ayn Rand

Ayn Rand needs no introduction. When people use this phrase,’needs no introduction’, they don’t mean with half the conviction that I am using to say it. She really needs no introduction. But for the other half of the world who might be unaware of this literary figure who has the most polar fan base I...

Memoirs of Geisha by Arthur Golden

Years ago (maybe five), when I bought my first copy of Memoirs of Geisha, it wasn't for my intrigue for the Japanese culture but a very peculiar thing. The book was titled Memoirs of Geisha, and the author was an American male, something did not add up. Memoirs are written by the people who have...

Twitter and Teargas By Zeynep Tufekchi

It's been a really long time since I wrote a book review, many books happened in between actually but work is a bitch and I could not make time. Keeping all that aside, there is a book I read recently and I have to tell you about it. I think it was one of those...

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitchell

I remember I picked this book off a book fair for a hundred and five rupees, thinking I will read it someday. That someday came when I had nothing to read at home, I was frantically reading a few pages off the books and then deciding-not this one, I was just in a weird bookish...

The Silent Patient By Alex Michaelides

First things first, I have never read a psychological thriller in my life, so I don't know how to talk about one without giving away spoilers but I will try. I just remembered I have read the Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown but the number is still close to zero and I qualify as...

Minding Manto

The Manto I am minding in my heading is called Sadat Hasan Manto. A writer who wrote deeply and extensively of society and the people in it. Amidst the hypocrisy of the society he let his nib of the pen run wild on paper with stories that mattered to him. But not all those who...

The Bell Jar By Sylvia Plath

So, I read The Bell Jar by Slyvia Plath. It’s a classic. I am not all for classics, I always thought they were boring and irrelevant and there is absolutely no reason as to why I should dig my nose in them when dystopian novels and indulgent literature exists, until I came across this one....

Nibbling On Nostalgia

I sat there in front of my nanu (grandpa) and nani (grandma) with a spread of lunch in front of me. There was soft rice flour rotis, tangy mango chutney, chai and of course a little bowl of ghee. My grandparents have always been considerate about that little bowl of ghee on the table, they...