And stuff she wrote
I'm at the tail end of a ten year college reunion at Bangalore even as the world is at the tail end of 2019. It is an unprecedented winter in North India which, in Delhi, translates to unprecedentedly poor air quality. I find myself in serious threat of ringing in the new year at Bangalore... Continue Reading →
Luckiest Girl Alive is the story of a New York magazine writer named TifAni FaNelli who suffers, among other things, from having too many capital letters in her name. Other sufferings of TifAni include a supremely low self esteem, which also manifests itself as an exaggerated bitchiness towards the world. In line with the above,... Continue Reading →
Every Gillian Flynn novel I read is like a psychological experiment I conduct on myself. Now that we are all on the same page on the fact that privacy is a myth in this age, let me share something the IT giants of this world already know about me. After reading Sharp Objects, I googled... Continue Reading →
Yet another day, yet another #LianeMoriarty novel. I have got to lay these off for a while because, frankly, the Aussie ensemble cast has begun to melt into one another across novels at this point. That said, The Husband's Secret, possibly the most famous of Moriarty's novels after Big Little Lies, holds it's place of... Continue Reading →
This may give the impression that I just read two books in the span of a week. To clarify, I am often in the middle of reading five to six books at a time. It is called attention deficit disorder, it is something that most of us suffer from in this wretched age of social... Continue Reading →
Thank you, Big Little Lies, for the introduction to Liane Moriarty. The witty and intelligent author who seems to have "layers to characters" as a recurring undercurrent across the stories she pens. Of course I base this on my giant sample set of 2 of her stories, but it is something I found to be... Continue Reading →
What a thing of beauty it is when you can pick up a book and, without reading it's jacket or even it's name, march confidently to the cash counter solely based on the name of the author. After The Martian - another solid entry into The Book Was Better Than The Movie Hall of Fame... Continue Reading →
The Facebook Fad of the season is “10 Books That Changed My Life”. Also known as, “Look How Intellectual I Am!” It is a great way to show your friends and family how you have read – and more importantly, finished reading – books that many of them secretly started reading but could never finish... Continue Reading →
For want of a better genre description, lets call this a book review. Although I would certainly have preferred the word eulogy. But first, a little drumroll: I would be the last person on Earth to fall in any sort of cult. Cults, the highest form of conformism known to mankind, depress me. I genuinely... Continue Reading →
Mahima Vashisht 