Inane Murtaza

I generally prefer short stories when I'm pretty high on reading slump. My current reading slump has extended to quite a few months and when I came across this book, I did not hesitate to pick up this one. Though Rahul is a pretty close friend of mine, I assure you here that this review will be as unbiased as any ordinary one rupee coin (and not the Sholay one). Since, the book is pretty short, I'll keep the review short as well. Blurb : ‘Love Littering the Lanes’ is a collection of four quick short stories about love, lust, murder & mayhem. Based in four Indian cities of New Delhi, Ooty, Panaji and Bengaluru, these shorts are about weird love, the kind that makes you wonder why it ever existed. If it can make the world go round, it can very well make ordinary men and women like us do all the weird, unimaginable shit too. My Take on the stories: The Burnol Couple : Witty. This was a pretty promising start to the novel. It took me a while to digest how such an ...

Tom Hanks. A name that has always been synonymous with Brilliant Hollywood Movies. Who can forget his brilliant portrayal as Forrest Gump or the mystery solving symbologist Robert Langdon, Tom Hanks has done it all quite brilliantly. So, when I finally came across the book on Amazon, I decided to pre-order it even without reading the review and carried it on my trip to Lucknow. Was it good, was it bad or was it simply passable. Read further to know about it. Short Blurb: A collection of seventeen wonderful short stories showing that two-time Oscar winner Tom Hanks is as talented a writer as he is an actor. Known for his honesty and sensitivity as an actor, Mr Hanks brings both those characteristics to his writing. Alternatingly whimsical, moving and occasionally melancholy, Uncommon Type is a book that will delight as well as surprise his millions of fans. It also establishes him as a welcome and wonderful new voice in contemporary fiction, a voice that perceptively delves beneath...

"Damn! It's late again. I have to take a vacation soon, else I'll go mad", she murmured to herself swiping her card. Slinging her bag on her shoulders, she took the elevator down from her office and started moving towards the nearest cafe which she was used to visit regularly. Taking in the familiar aroma of the coffee, she glanced around the busy cafe playing the song Heartbeat by Enrique, her favorite. With a wave of nostalgia spreading over her she proceeded towards the cashier. "One Hazelnut Latte please", she ordered. "And one Cappuccino", echoed a second voice. "With no sugar, takeaway", she spoke in unison along with the other voice with a slight faltering smile on her face. She turned around feigning a smile that he was just too familiar with. "It's your turn today", he said as the bill was produced. She paid up the cash still looking at him not believing her eyes for quite some time until she was distracted by ...