Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Private India - A review

Book Name: Private India
Authors: James Patterson, Ashwin Sanghi.
Pages:  470
Price: Rs. 350
Genre: Thriller\Fiction
Publisher: Arrow books.



Private India - A book by India’s Leading Author Ashwin  Sanghi co-authored by James Patterson. This is a part of the Private Book series by James Patterson. The Indian Counter part of worlds one Of the best detective agencies-Private situated in Mumbai. Headed by Santosh Waghe, An alcoholic by Night and a keen detective by day, followed by his colleagues Nisha Gandhe, Mubeen and Hari form a perfect pack of detectives that any story would weave into.

Plus points:

The highlight of this book is its theme.  Indulging Indian Mythology to weave a crime thriller is a wonder full concept. There could have been improvements in the plot; however the writers have done justice to the story. It is indeed a Gripping Book. If you are an Ashwin Sanghi Fan, You might not get what you are expecting. This book is written in a different tone.

The Story is gripping, unexpected twists. Very good narration of the crime scene is one of the best parts of the book. This is one of those books that intrigue the reader to keep guessing the twists or make one suspicious about the character. The characters are properly defined into the plot and the situations are also in a correct plot. This is indeed a thriller that is a once read atleast.

This is a fast read book with simple language that keeps you gripped throughout. The authors have managed to keep the suspense under wraps and hence you realize that at the end, it wasn’t that you guessed. The linking of the murders, to the avatars of Durga and then bring forth the concept of terrorism is a definitely a good plot.
This one book has been my start of the day since the last week, Not that it took me an entire week to read it, best is , it kept me gripped to it, in spite of the busy schedule I had

Disappointed me:

Certain sentence formation, oversized font is all that I found a drawback tactically. There are certain chapters in the story that you might feel is unnecessarily dragged. I could not relate to any of the characters inspite of this plot being a character filled one. When you are reading a detective thriller, you would want to stick to the leading character and follow through unless and until the mystery is solved.

Even though I liked the suspense (not revealing here since it definitely deserves a read), I would say the book could have ended with a bang.

About the Authors:

Ashwin  Sanghi is a writer in the thriller fiction genre. He is the author of three best-selling novels: The Rozabal Line, Chanakya's Chant and The Krishna Key. All his books have been based on historical, theological and mythological themes.[1] He is one of India's best-selling conspiracy fiction writers and is an author of the new era of retelling Indian history or mythology in a contemporary context.

James B. Patterson is an American author. He is largely known for his novels about fictional psychologist Alex Cross, the protagonist of the Alex Cross series. Patterson also wrote the Michael Bennett, Women's Murder Club, Maximum Ride, Daniel X, and Witch and Wizard series, as well as many stand-alone thrillers, non-fiction and romance novels. His books have sold more than 300 million copies.

I would definitely recommend this book.  I would give it 3.5 / 5 stars .This is one of the best Indian Thriller books I have read. I am glad I chose to review this and thanks a lot blogdada for such a quick Response. I didn’t expect to be so lucky J
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Thursday, September 25, 2014

Escape Chapter : 11

Allapuzha is a beautiful town encircled by the vast stretch of backwaters that adorned the nature.  Exhausted by the photo shoot at the St. Andrews feast, Jenifer was returning to the Port for her boat towards the hotel that by stood the famous  Vembanad Kayal (lake). She loathed the strange sound as the boat crashed with the flowing water. To distract herself, she took out the Tablet phone from her Sling bag and connected to the busy world.  A calm climate with stillness in the air, only the nights silence to be disturbed by the crickets gobbling and the boat rushing to get to the land. This aura was enough to make one feel isolated from the world. But on her fingertips, as she scrolled through the tweets on her phablet she felt she was in a crowd where everyone is shouting something or the other to the world. And one retweet by her follower stood on top of all which she clicked to expand...

“Think before you follow the road bound to the law, because she is herself blindfolded”

Stalking the profile led her to his blog,, a peek into his life .. Somehow she began reading through it. That which began as a mere go through now ended up as a chase. Post after post.

The BlindFold by Sanket Goswami

She liked it. It conveyed a lot more like the stories her pictures conveyed. She loved portraits. She clicked people, and he penned about people, Portraits in Words.

However one of those portraits almost hit her hard, pulling her back to the past. It could have been a coincidence.  Smitten by the lady next door, Sanket had portrayed her flawlessly in his post. The words formed a picture of the lady in Jenifer’s imagination which mirrored the face she had always abhorred. Tara Dutta.

It was very late when she reached the hotel. The night had killed her appetite. She was lost in thoughts, memories to be specific. She shut her eyes inviting sleep. However faces disturbed her. Roohi’s picture with the pink daisies haunted her. Unintentionally, she was drawn to Roohi. Shekhar had never pleased her by his looks.. But talking to him made her realized their parallel lives illusioned to coincide somewhere.  She was a wanderer by thoughts and Shekhar seemed to construct his own thoughts. Out of the love for Roohi, Tara’s absence and Shekar’s helplessness, Things went wrong. Perhaps it was the right thing for that moment. But now as she looked back she felt as though she had sinned. She recalled the day Tara   offended her in front of Roohi.

 Does Roohi know of the mistake her best friend Jenny Benny committed?  

Her hand reached for the rosary that she always wore. Gripping tightly the cross that rested on her chest, she prayed for a peaceful sleep. Silently Hoping Roohi would be happier with her mom somewhere. And Tara, with her husband.

My soul is weary with sorrow; strengthen me according to your word.

The phablet blinked across the table. Low battery.


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