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Are We Connected: Diary pages #4: Harshita Shrivastava

It is said that writers love their solitude and that’s the only reason why they write. Avid readers seldom realized their solitude, and when they do, a new writer is born. Today we have our fourth contributor in series “Are We Connected: Diary Pages”. Harishta Shrivastava, another Engineer turned to a ‘Creator’, hailing from Kanpur, India. She is pursuing Mechanical Engineering, but has an inclination towards the creative world. Hence she is now chasing her dream of writing and ready to be a ‘Published Author’ soon. Before deciding to be a writer, she had been a known book reviewer; she still is, but responsibilities towards her own book made her less active. After reading and reviewing a lot of books, she realized her solitude, and her first fiction novel, ‘One in a Million’ is ready to release on 19th January,2013. Harshita has written articles for InewsIndia and had been an intern in She also contributes as a guest blogger on Health and beauty at and Few unn…

Are We Connected: Diary pages #3: Preeti Singh

There are writers who desperately want to be on top of literary world, and become an omnipresent author, but then there are writers who silently work towards a goal. A goal, which deals with making an impact, bringing a change, and living in hearts of the readers.Such writers are often one who says what we want to say, but fall short on words. Today, we have our third contributor in series ‘Are WeConnected: Diary Pages’, Ms. Preeti Singh, authoress of national bestseller “Flirting With Fate”. She made her debut as author with an unusual genre for first timers (which she isn't really), Crime Fiction. And been able to win many hearts undoubtedly.  She is an active user of facebook, and her updates are like a cool breeze in this harsh world.  It’s really amazing how she manages to inspire people without even putting an effort!  Apart from a national bestseller, she has written many poems, articles on various subjects, which you can read on her personal website. Ms. Preeti says “I’m jus…

Are We Connected: Diary pages #1: Prerna Verma

Ever thought about getting published and seeing your name on the cover jacket of a book? What it takes to be a ‘Published Author’? Money? Story? Contacts? Or Keeda? I agree with the keeda thing. If you have it, you will write your book at any cost. Today we have our first writer in the series “Are We Connected: Diary pages”. She always had this keeda of writing, and now the keeda has grown into shape of a book, her first fiction novel. Prerna Verma, born in Ludhiana,Punjab and currently staying at New Delhi, an Amity graduate,  and a known name among readers of magazines like Digital Krafts, Housecalls, India & You and Tehelka. She has written 500+ articles, and now she is ready with her first fiction ‘The Dumb and the Dumbfounded’, which is already out of stock in preorder! You can contact her via facebook, Also don’t forget to like the official fanpage of ‘The Dumband Dumbfounded’. To preorder the book, you can visit HomeShop18, Infibeam, uRead, IndiaPlaza or flipkart.
So h…

Blog Series: Are We Connected: Diary Pages

As a student of Computer Science and Applications, I always wondered how a computer can do so many things without letting us know about single detail of its working. Then I came to know about Artificial Intelligence, which came like a breeze in my lackluster syllabus. It fascinated me in different ways. I learned about thought waves, which I always considered as an illusion earlier. As I studied it, I found many things closely related and relevant to the real world.
I learned the fact that we do feel the energy from unknown sources, and as the vibes matches, it brings strangers close, together in a sense. These unknown sources are sometimes very close to us, and sometimes far from the boundaries of imagination. It never influenced me, but it did contribute to a major part of my life.  So to know if it can really do something for us, I formed a concept. A concept which features a page of Diary of Authors I know and admire. Some of them have national bestseller on their names,; some are…

Book Review: The Kite Runner (Khaled Hossieni)

Book:  The Kite Runner Writer:  Khaled Hossieni ISBN:     1408217295 Publisher:  Bloomsbury Number of Pages: 336
A novel set mostly in Afghanistan. The introverted and insecure afghan narrator, Amir, grows up in Afghanistan in the closing years of the monarchy and the first years of the short-lived republic. His best and most faithful friend, Hassan, is the son of a servant. Amir feels he betrays Hassan by not coming to his aid when Hassan is set on by bullies and furthermore forces Hassan and his father Ali to leave his father´s service. Amir´s relatively privileged life in Kabul comes to an end when the communist regime comes to power and his extrovert father, Baba emigrates with him to the U.S. There Amir meets his future afghan wife and marries her. Amir´s father dies in the U.S. and Amir receives a letter from his father´s most trusted business partner and, for a time, Amir´s surrogate father, which makes Amir return, alone, to a Taliban-dominated Afghanistan in search of the truth ab…

Book Review: Shades of Love (Ankit Mittal)

Book:  Shades of Love Editor:  Ankit Mittal ISBN:     978-9381-841-143 Publisher:  Grapevine India Number of Pages: 232
There is something special about short stories that I feel. While reading, I couldn't help but be a little biased towards a short-story collection; maybe because I too write short stories sometimes. This time I received an ARC of ‘Shades of Love’ edited by Ankit Mittal. Mr.Mittal hailing from New Delhi, India, has completed a degree in Engineering and Business Management, and works as a financial consultant in a financial technology firm. Being a voracious reader and avid blogger he has ample experience of the literary world. ‘Shades of Love’ is an anthology of 25 short stories by 25 young and experienced writers. Its first anthology by Grapevine India to let readers experience different shades of that divine feeling called love. Let us find out what it has to offer. Love’s shades are myriad and moving.
Shades of Love pays tribute to these human amours from the gentles…

Book Review: Trade Winds To Meluhha (Vasant Davé)

Book:    Trade Winds To Meluhha  Author:  Vasant Davé E-ISBN:     978-81-922506-0-1 Publisher: Vasantrai P. Davé Number of Pages: 256
Due to many reasons, for a while I have taken a break from reading, and now after almost a month I got an opportunity to read ‘Trade Winds to Meluhha’ by Mr. Vasant Davé. Mr. Davé is an Engineer by education and has work experience that is more than my age itself! During his work as Industrial Market Researcher, he came closer to ancient pas of Indian subcontinent and led him to write a historical novel on Mesopotamian and Sumerian civilization. ‘Trade Winds to Meluhha’ is set in Bronze Age Mesopotamia, 2138 BC. I received e-book for review purpose and since I bought a tablet now, it was quite easy to read. Well designed navigation and excellently linked hypertext helped a lot. Since it was an e-book, I read synopsis on Goodreads. Coming to review, let us find out what Mr. Davé has to offer us. The protagonist is a young Sumerian boy, Samasin, who is accused …

Stories That I Never Told

Whenever I login to my Blogger Dashboard, I look for few things, 1.       Number of Page Views on my Primary blog (i.e. one you are reading now) 2.       Number of new blogposts on blogs I follow. 3.       And finally, number of posts in Drafts that I never published.
I started this blog back in May, 2008, when a friend of mine scolded to kill me if I won’t do so. To save my life, I registered to blogger and created a blog. After a while, I found it interesting to write and share what I feel, and later it became my need. I used my blog as salvation from loneliness and fill the hollowness that life created. I posted anything that came in my mind, soon after some time I realized that no one actually reads it. So I was the sole reader, occasionally some friends from orkut communities or facebook friendlist drop by and left a comment, but I never had a stable readership. So I stopped for a while and started to post selective thoughts. Later, I learned some basic SEO techniques that helped m…

Burning Will

Found it in my drafts, It's called "Burning Will" and I have no clue WHY!

In the dark sky of night,
I search for a bright star,
Because that's the place,
Where you stay my love, 
In those many twinkling stars, 
That twinkling says,
You are still there for me,
And reminds me to believe,
What you mean for me,
Even in those millions of stars,
I never failed to find you,
Because our love is truly true,
I scare of the mornings,
Which will separate us,
But Night will fall again,
And We'll be together again...

AnSh :)

Image Source: Sahil Photography

Kitaabon wala pyar (किताबों वाला प्यार)

धूप सिमटी थी बाहों में मेरे,
और मैं था उसके आगोश में,
ख़्वाबों के बादल थे आसमान पर,
और प्यार की गर्माहट ज़मीन पर,
धूप फर्श पर सरकती जा रही थी,
यादों की पुरवाई संग ला रही थी,
सारा समां यूँ तो बेहद रंगीन था,
पर जाने क्यूँ मैं यूँ ग़मगीन था,
शायद मुश्किल है यकीन करना,
की ख़्वाबों की बातें हैं बस ख़्वाबों में,
जिसे समझता था प्यार अब तक,
वो बस एक किस्सा हैं किताबों में...

AnSh :)

I'm Always With You: Short Story

"Are we going for a long drive?" She asked looking in my eyes.  I smiled back and said, "Yep, We are." She wanted to ask where but instead she folded her hands and looked at the sky from window glass.   It took me a few minutes to clean up her bed and comb her hair. She couldn't stop giggling whenever I did so. I asked her to stay in the room for a while and came out to see the lift, it wasn’t working in morning, but by now they fixed it. I came back and unlocked the breaks of her wheelchair and started moving towards the entrance of lift. Her smile was still on. She really has the most beautiful smile, divine and pure. I have never seen a smile so innocent that you can feel warmth in your heart. We reached ground floor and moved towards the main gate of the hospital. Girl at reception smiled and waved to her, and I smiled and waved back. It was a pleasant evening, and she saw the old uncle of her neighboring ward sitting on grass with his grandson. He waved to h…