Review : The Spy

Did you wonder what happened to those famous people back then. This book will provide you the opportunity to know about one of those famous personalities. “MATA HARI” !!!

Book: The Spy

Author: Paulo Coelho

Page: 181

Genre: Biographical Fiction

Other books by this Author: 20+

A very different book from Paulo Cohleo’s shelf. For the very 1st time he dedicated the book to a woman “Mata Hari”. The book is a collection of pieces of Mata Hari’s life modified from writer’s point of view. There are other books and will give different flavor about the person but no one can 100% tell the truth about her since there are no such information available but mere assumptions.

Story starts with Mata hari’s execution which brings pain, curiosity and a genuine interest to know what let her to this point. Anticipating reader’s mind, writer take us and slowly move to the birth of Mata Hari where she was born as “Margartha Zelle”, gone through abuse in a very young age, get married, have kids, face constant abuse, lose a child and finally leave everything behind and start a new life in Paris. Her hope and survival instinct are so high that she never gives up and take every obstacle as an opportunity.  Taking risk becomes her 2nd hobby until the day she is asked to become a Spy. She is not really interested but need the money which she gets and makes her take another big risk of playing double agent. No sure evidence shown of her being double agent and it goes unclear till the end leaving us to choose the story we want for Mata Hari.

Shown the cruelty of world, how everything is uncertain, how no one is sure of anything especially when it’s a war zone. Every decision is just a decision. No right. No wrong. If decision goes right, the person taken the decision is considered right and if the decision is gone wrong the same person can be put in jail or in fact be executed.

I have enjoyed the book since I read it fresh without keeping any expectation. If we cloud our mind with the expectation of Paulo’s regular writing than this book is a definite disappointment.

Review: Animal Farm

If you are looking for a light book with lot of weight-age, do grab this one…

Book: Animal Farm

Author: George Orwell

Pages: 82

Fav non main Character : Donkey

The story beings with Old major (pig) sharing his dream and dies. Animal then take charge of the animal farm in England they have been living. Through out the book, it talks about animals, changes in their leadership and other animal working round the leadership.

A book which can be read by children and adult since its short and give meaningful story to both in their own way. Its book bring out more flavor if the same person read it as a child and reread as an adult. It will make more sense and bring more joy.

Reading as an adult, the whole book is presented in metaphoric form. And one cannot know the connection if does not know much about the actual story of Russian Revolution. But the book will still give a lot about the political situations goes around in the world. One can learn a lot about human kind and where they stand in this world based on power, intellegence and hatd work. There are some powerful situation which is still valid today and surely will be valid in future forever.

There was nothing to reas in between the lines thought since everything is given very clearly.

Loved the way Mr. Donkey, kept neutral. Many may say why he did not share the ending with all aminals when he knew. I personally feel, he knew no one will believe and its best that everyone go through.

Review : Of Magpies and Men

Looking for thriller & suspense?? Grab “Of Magpies and Men” by Ode Ray @authoroderay which is releasing on 2nd Feb 2021.

Thank you Author Ode Ray for sending me an ARC (advance readers copy).

Story starts from Italian village with two unknown body found near sea and drastically moves to a new scene and again movies to a new place with different character. This keeps the reader hooked and curious at the same time. I constantly guessed the next plot only to find a totally juicy twist full of humor which made me laugh and cry in differnt occassions.

Throughout the story, I found many shades of emotion from love, acceptance, betrayal, sadness, fear and so on anr felt way connected to all the character. Its difficult to say whom I liked the most. I was so engrossed that I felt being there in the situation. And ending is like finally finding the key to the door I have been standing from such long time.

A must read book 👍

I am itching to give spoiler but will hold on until the release of the book.

The Zahir

Looking for something intense, to read more than just the lines? A book for every soul! It speak to individual soul in their language. You love it, you hate it, but you will not stop if you have started it.

Book: The Zahir

Author: Paulo Coelho

Pages: 339

Genre: Psychological Fiction

Favorite quote: “No one should ever ask themselves that: why am I unhappy? The question carries within it the virus that will destroy everything. If we ask that question, it means we want to find out what makes us happy. If what makes us happy is different from what we have now, then we must either change once and for all or stay as we are, feeling even more unhappy.”

My Favorite non main character: The guests (Tupamaros, Talents, Trays) in the Party the Protagonist attend.

Other Books by this Author: 20 + other reads

Protagonist is looking for his missing wife and is in state of trauma and confusion. This state make him go through many internal phases every human goes. As story builds, he crosses the set of phase faced by every human and go beyond. Travelling internally and externally, facing his fear and fighting them until he does not want to fight anymore. He adds dark humor to explain his tussle, life’s tussle to bring laugh on readers face and at the same time can make them cry too. Through this journey, he take his individual reader to their own journey.

A very thought provoking book which has different meaning to individual. If read by same person on different timeline, it will have different meaning to that same individual. A book who knows no time, no boundaries. The book itself is a void which can never be filled by any time. This book hold multiple books within and speak volume.

Spoiler : Giving a spoiler is tough but will try 😀 While looking for his wife, meet any people who help him in each step and help him complete his journey until he reaches there.

Though out he talks about Favour Bank which is a very true concept in this world irrespective of the era. A very beautiful concept showing how we are link to each other and how and why we help each other.

Protagonist is with a woman but constantly looking for his wife and cross all limits once can cross. He constantly doubt himself and again contradict himself only to go on. And finally find answers to all his question.

Many quotes which touched my heart. Sharing a few here:

 -All you have to do is to pay attention; lessons always arrive when you are ready, and if you can read the signs, you will learn everything you need to know in order to take the next step

-Freedom is not the absence of commitments, but the ability to choose – and commit myself to – what is best for me.

-The wise are wise only because they love. And the foolish are foolish only because they think they can understand love

-Writing is one of the most solitary activities in the world.

-If a book isn’t self-explanatory, then it isn’t worth reading.

Review: The story of a long distance marriage

Looking for an easy read in the weekend or while travelling, this is a good grab. Average reader can read it in a day with ease.

Book: The story of a long distance marriage

Author : Siddhesh Inamdar

Page: 176

Genre: Romance/contemporary Fiction

Favorite punch: What do you call sarson da saag that’s been left in the fridge for two days? – Parson da saag 😀

My favorite non- main character: Tanuj actually Momo ❤

Other books by this Author: None

Ira is leaving for New York for higher studies and the long distance marriage start from the start of the book. From there how Rohan manages his life alone have been painted beautifully. Those small detail of the argument with neighbor, handling Momo (his dog), coming back to an empty house, showing love for wife on social media and so on. The turns are smooth and show us the different phases of Rohan’s life. How few friends are for forever, how he misses his wife, how he start to feel low and how hard he try to bring his life to normal.

Finally, blaming his wife for current situation which slowly turn to blaming self. Not able to find answers to his question which finally answered by his wife in the last few pages.

Reader will never get bored while reading the book since it looks simple and predictable yet fresh. The book is divided into 10 chapters but we still do not know what comes next.

Over all I would rate it **** (4/5 stars). It could have got 5 if the title of the book made more sense. The title says “The story of a long distance marriage” and my expectation was to hear about both the party’s story (husband and wife) but it was more of Rohan’s story where the mention of his wife was rare. I mean literally rare. “The story of Rohan in a long distance marriage” would have been more apt.

Writer held on to protagonist’s emotion throughout the book which if left a little would have made us cry. You know we all love a little drama 😀

If we do not look into the title and the missing drama than its perfect!


Recently, I saw one of my fav instagrammer who is from London was learning dosa from her Indian friend and it brought back memories of my way of learning dosa. I am still not 100% good at it because the trick is super tricky.

Now if you are a south Indian, you will say, what’s the big deal in making dosa? Since it’s in their DNA. But the rest of the world do not feel the same way especially when cooking is not in their priority list.

I come in the 2nd category where cooking is more of necessity than passion. And so it took me some time to get my hands on it. Let me share some secret tips I learnt by burning many dosas.

  1. If you have only one tava which you use for making roti and dosa too. Be careful, if tava is not greased well before making dosa, then dosa is going to get stick to tava like any leech to a human leg. And that will lead to a log of work
  2. If you use too much oil after the 1st greasing then your dosa is gonna die way before it could even be served. So a big no no to to much oil.
  3. Here comes the fire. You will need to keep it on check. If you have a thin tava and it heats up easily then after laying the dosa batter on the tava, reduce the flame.
  4. To make another dosa if the tava looks like cooling off then increase the heat again and this process goes on and on
  5. If using an iron tava, keep the flame mostly high since iron tava take time to cool off or heat up.
  6. Now comes the magic and that is to never flip your dosa… once you lay down your dosa like a sleeping baby on bed, no more touching… But do add some comfort oil in the corner of the dosa to easily scoop up once your dosa is ready to go
  7. Most importantly, which we all ignore… How to lay the dosa. Too much or too less pressure is a big failure. Have a balance when you put the batter on the tava and rotate either clockwise or anti-clock wise. This is something to practice or you will never get it.

Those are few of my secret tips but again every vessel of every kitchen is different like our DNA. Do try and try and try until you get it.

Happy making DOSA !!!

Haunted by those path

There will be time when your admirers will go,

There will be time people will not like you,

There will be time people will not respond,

There will be time they will praise you

There will be time they worship you


This is something happens all the time with everyone

You could be in both ends

Receiving and giving

The hero and the villain

Or no one.


Do not apprehend  

We all need to be there in some point of our life

That hero some day

That villain some day

And no one on other days


Contemplate in this way

Would not you want to walk all the journey?

Because being only one of them is not gratifying

It will make you jealous of the world walking all path

And those endless question

Why we could not be like others will haunt you forever

Do not Rush Time…

There will be many storms passing

And she will be left bitter, sad and alone

She shall still continue to hold on to hope

Run, an inner voice bellowed

Holding on to her foot long faded grayish blue gown by side

She ran as fast as she could

But the flow of the river pulled her back

Those river always flows backward

They are full of whim

And has the power to suffocate with a tiny hunk from past

Which has no life, no meaning

She thought she could manipulate the weather

But she were manipulated by the strong wind

Her thirst increases where she paint those hunk

With much brighter color

Only to bring more pinching pain to her soul

Those memories are transporting the demon back

They are called melancholy  

They can never be escaped as she continue to run

Holding on to the demon can save her now and ever

But its only known to the winds

Remorse, remorse, remorse

Uproar all the chilly wind flowing around

And all she knows her current heart is a ghost

Full of passion, solitude, ignominy, vanity, betrayal

And she continue to run!!!

The Ramen from Korea

They say, there is a fine line between passion and obsession and I think I have gaily crossed that thin line and cavort from passion to obsession. I am not guilty about it at all.

We all have that one place we want to be in without challenging any of our outrageous desire but be in the moment. Having Ramen in Korea is one of those passion I have been holding up from long and it clearly have turned into obsession during the pandemic when I know I yet have many more months, days, nights, hours to be in that moment.

And when you are obsessed you wanna create a situation replicating the actual one which by the way never occurs. Your brain happily shoot up the image and make it look much beautiful then it actually going to be. Your heart raise faster then needed and after a lot of straggle between your heart and brain you finally take that decision.

Yes, I did it and ordered the RAMEN only. Thank god to today’s technology that I could get it in my comfort without travelling 1000’s of miles.

There are 5 pack of different flavor and I am once again confuse which one to go with 1st. While, I take another long road to decide on that and share the final product with you all.

Hold on to it till then… you will not be disappointed !!!

Nothing went right so we took left

It was pitch dark outside and the slow flow of rain made the sound of tick-tock, tick tock on the roof of our TT. I was gazing outside the window and drifted to sleep.


We all woke up from the sudden sound and soon realized that our bus has come to a halt. We shouted to our driver asking what happened and in a sleepy tone, he gave a response “I am not sure”

We all got out of the TT one by one. And there were three set of people.

1st set of people, feeling shocked and just wanted to reach the destination.

2nd set of people, enjoying the weather during this break

3rd set of people or rather a human being, ME, who was super annoyed to be woken up from my sleep.

It all started that day at 8 PM when we were supposed to leave Bangalore for our most awaited trip to Chigmangalur. We had it all planned. Hour by hour, day by day, night by night and I guess second by second too. But how can a trip be completed without any complication and lots of bump?

So were our trip too…

But we did not lose our hope and managed to get started from Bangalore at 10 PM. And it was only 1AM when we encounter a bump in our journey. Understanding the situation, it was finally revealed that our driver was sleepy and was moved away from the road hitting a big stone bringing us to the halt. So we decided to take a break so that driver can take some rest, freshen up and we continue with our journey.

I was finally awake and started to walk slowly in the pathway, soaking in the aroma of the air while the wind blow on my face and hair. It was an amazing feeling. No thoughts were running in my brain after a long time and I was in the moment. Slow rain continued and time by time lorries/truck passed by flashing the bright light on us and honked before drifting apart. Those head lights felt no less than a pair of big curious child’s eye. A sudden breeze left me cold and I quickly wrapped my arms around me. It felt like I was already in my destination.

My friend called me back to reality and once again we started with our journey.

Our driver started to feel sleepy again to our surprise and could not drive that well, which made us take yet another break around 4AM. But the break was to our advantage since the nearby place was breath taking.

We let the driver sleep in the Bus and started to walk toward the open area and found few shops open and inquired about the place. They informed us that if we walk for another 1km, we will reach a view point for sunrise. Hearing this brought back our enthusiasm and we decided to go for it. Walking looked difficult since the road was muddy and wet from the last day’s rain and it was still dark. Chill cracking throw our bone, we continue on our path.

Our tallest friend who was way ahead of us shouted, “guys, comes fast and look”. We ran towards him and was stunt by the view. It was a huge curve of land covered with the greenery till the end we could stretch our eyes.

We found a spot and waited for the sunrise and at the same time super hangry. Our tall friend volunteer to ran back to shop and get us some food. And we all in one rhythm said yesssssssssssss.

Another friend joined him. It took them a while to come back and we continue to enjoy the view.

Our friend were back with hot Maggie in plastic cover and handed 2 of us each cover, we dig in and it was time for sun rise.

Sitting in a spot, hot Maggie in our hand, and a green land in front of us… the sun felt like a new plant blooming from the ground and connecting the land with a bloomy red sky at 1st then painting it to a beautiful orange color. No amount of words could describe that moment.

Happy with filled stomach we started back to our journey to Chikmangalur.

This Journey taught us a lot. Knowing that we will be late to our destination and stop cribbing for the current situation and turning it to our advantage is all about our look towards the current situation. It’s all in our head where we can take the situation we want to take. And we decided to take the situation as our early start of trip rather than being upset on not reaching the destination.

I await for more such trip!!!