Like It Happened Yesterday: A Review

Ravinder Singh's Like It Happened Yesterday is one of the most loved books. It is a different book as compared to his love story novels. As we know he is one of the appreciated novelists and his works are highly recommended by people. I am one of them. 

'Like It Happened Yesterday’ is a memoir of the author’s growing up years and how the experiences in his childhood have influenced his life at a later stage. It is a small depiction in which the author talks about his old days, his school time, good and bad incidents, crushes. This is a common story like every person has. The same happens with us when we enter the young age. This is a common phenomenon but Ravinder's common story inspired me.

This is an autobiographical novel and has all the traits of a typical domestic novel. For a change Ravinder picked up a different subject. The language of the novel is simple, clear and has brevity in it. He has used the simple technique of novel writing. Though many people didn't like it because they were expecting a yet another love story from him. But I believe an author must try different genres. This is true somewhere that he didn't do much justice to this one as compared to his other love stories but I guess this novel might be closed to his heart as it has all the small anecdotes of his life.

There are some things that I loved the most in his novel. First of all, the the incidents are episodic and are divided  and well arranged in chapters according to the growing age. The best segment is of the author's meeting with his teacher with whom he is attached. This incident talks of Ravinder's adolescent period where attraction is a normal phenomenon. The special thing  about each chapter is that he has given us small lessons through his experiences. The reader will feel connected to him.

So, I would like to suggest my readers to read it and give your own opinions.

 

My Stunning Best Friend

Sitting in my secluded room I am writing something. I actually don’t know what and why I am writing as my brain isn’t getting what to write. I am thinking of Sonnet 55 and Sonnet 65. No, actually I am thinking of Bacon’s OF FRIENDSHIP. But still don’t know what is the subject matter of writing this piece. Yes! Yes! I know where this is coming from and for whom. Her birthday is coming and that is why my mind is running. Megan, is her name and she is the reason of this mind game.

A girl with long hair, glossy dark eyes ,dolly pink lips and not to forget her stylish flicks, suddenly came in my life almost seventeen years ago. She saw something in me as I was sitting alone at the opposite seat. Even I saw this sugar pie who was surrounded with her little toddler friends. Her eyes twinkled looking  at me and even her friends gave a stunning gaze to me. They shyly, uttered in chorus by bringing near their hands, FRAAANDZ and from their it all started, a beautiful saga of friendship. Flashbacks are good, isn’t it?

I am not getting words for your description but this ain’t doctor’s prescription! I am neither Lamb, nor Hazlitt and not even Chesterton, I am just a ‘chattering writer’, her best friend whose trying to write this first ever prose.

I could have written poetry but showing, my coolest friend; my unique chic is what every year’s trick. Writing a prose is not a cup of tea but still I am trying to make this tea with my flowing emotions. It was that day when she gave me an award of being her best friend. That was the most heart warming segment of our long friendship. Today, I can’t give you an award but by writing this prose I will make you immortal for the coming world. Readers, I tell you, this beauty has done majors in me and knows everything before I utter a single thing.

A duck of a friend you are and seriously speaking, knowing you for so many years has always been a new experience. An adventure freak melancholic writer; religious saint; spicy cook; Hey! Now don’t give that nasty look. A crazy brat with a messy hat and your hypnotic eyes almost make every guy shy. Meg, that’s what your classy name; not to forget Cherry is your priceless fame.

Tuberculosis knows about your deadliest desire and that actually brings me into fires. I know she is our cranky friend but I am your never- changing trend.

My proto-co-ho-lic friend, Costa, mocks at your delaying blend, but I do agree stylo you make us late from every end. Still you are my psycho scientific sprite...oh! Wait a moment, you are everybody’s flaunting slide. A crazy dancer, mommy’s laughing doll, daddy’s rockstar and Bhaiya- bhabhi’s flower. Well! That’s What You Are...

I think I have written much. This is a prose not a Verse. You are a transparent friend just like an open book. It’s your BIRTHDAY, your day.

MAY GOD BLESS YOU THAT IS WHAT I ALWAYS PRAY!

A/N: My blog was incomplete without this post ..I wrote this an year ago and now since I have a blog so thought of posting it..I hope you all like it ..I need your special reviews ..

Wandering Mind

We all have exams isn't it!Do we study all the time?? Seriously speaking, we do every stupid thing before exam but not study. Am I Right? We suddenly start remembering the old things like old scribblings, messages or some novels that attract us. We badly want to read them but have to suppress ourselves to study. Sometimes, the favourite TV show or the cricket match attracts us. These distractions.. N above all when a writer has exams he or she wants to scribble down her heart on a piece of paper or the blog. I am doing the same thing. I have exam tomorrow and I am scribbling here because my mind is not at all at peace. I have read the novels, my course ones. But still my mind is wandering, don't ask me why, even I don't know. Earlier,we used to get scared of exams or study like anything but now we don't feel scared as we have given exams zillion times, yes, I feel so.Starting from nursery class to our college exams to our entrance exams to our job tests, we are to give exams, exams and exams.
Sometimes I end up singing,  "Exams, Exams everywhere,
Will they ever end?
Everytime they begin
With a new trend."
After wandering whole day, in the morning before exam,we are ruffling pages..yes we all do, even I do.This condition is with all those who are like me.
And the craziest things happens with lovers. During this time every other girl or a guy gets a proposal, they are confused, brain stops working and concentration level leads to zero. Mostly this is the trick to distract people or more interesting is,  most of the breakups,  sorry scenes, love scenes happen during exams. All the schedule and plans go in vain.
The timetable to study, the plan of giving time to some subjects, this happens with people who have boards. One should notice what all they do and even I did when I had boards and I guess they were the only papers in my life that I gave seriously by torturing myself. You want to know what I did? Actually this all do who have boards, I feel so.
They submit there cell phones to their parents so that nothing can distract them. The parents cut the TV lines and some do even more then that, they even cut off their landlines. What is left with their child is to study, study and only study. This is complete torture.I feel those who don't want to study will find their ways.They will scribble something on paper and parents will think their child is studying or they will just open the book and wander.Teenage slots go through such tortures. I feel that's the torturous thing. If you want to study you ll study in the noisiest place too, no matter what happens. If you don't want to study,  you will end up wasting your time by just day dreaming. Hey, don't judge,  I am not doing day dreaming. Its just my mind isn't at peace.
I am prepared for my exam, but I needed some break so I came up with this piece. I don't know whether it makes sense or not,  I just wanted to share my heart out and this happens to every person who give exams. Some express it and some suppress it. I just expressed it.
So, my dear readers, give exams with peace and concentration and after writing it I am feeling refreshed.Will wait for your feedbacks.Kindly like, comment and share this. YOu never know, my stupid scribblings mIGHT help somebody who is not at peace. Stay blessed..keep reading and writing.

Ganga Bharani's 'Just You, Me and a Secret' :A Perfect Suspense Novel

Just You, Me and a Secret by Ganga Bharani is a perfect instance of suspense novel. We technically define Suspense novel as a novel that has an unsolved mystery which catch the reader’s attention. It has lots of emotions like anxiety, eagerness, thrill and many more. The outer cover of the book is much appreciated because of its stylish use of oil pastel designing which makes the cover artistic and gives a simple yet stylish look.

The plot is very intriguing and the actions take place according to it. The action of the novel takes place at two places; first is Chennai and the other is Coimbatore. The background of the story is a southern setup. The story begins with the protagonist, Meera who gets up in a hospital and is shocked to find her memory loss. She meets Ashruth who happens to be her fiancé but she hates him at the first place by seeing his over loving nature. As the story progresses, she finds out the answers of her questions through her diary whose named as Clara. Further, she discovers about her parents who are filthy rich and also about her companion, Santosh. Slowly, she develops affection for Santosh but still her mind always hover over her past. There are some things that disturb her. She goes through intellectual and heart battle. When she meets Santosh, things began to clear. The mystery behind the things began to clear and as a result she finds out her answers. The story ends on a happy note revealing all the secrets and mysteries, also the identity of Meera.

The author has a unique style of writing. She writes in a telegraphic language. For instance, the first line of the novel shows us this; “Pitch dark. Extreme silence.” The name of diary is intriguing ‘Clara’. It first confuses the readers and they think it as the name of a person. The sentence structure varies from simple to complex sentences. The language of the author in this novel is very simple, lucid. The mention of diary entries in ‘Clara’ and the exchange of letters between Santosh and Deepthi take our minds towards Epistolary technique of Novel Writing. The novel is a complete package of intense emotions blended with thriller.

As we know ‘Every coin has another side’ so this book has some flaws which make it weak selling wise. According to me, the cover of the book is simple but these days glittery or stylish covers appeal the readers most. The pages and the font of the book make it boring which sounds like a student reading a textbook. Coming to the contents of the book, I believe the parents’ character should have been developed more as compared to Ashruth and Santosh’s character. But we should appreciate Ganga for her commendable work as she is the first timer. These little criticisms will improve her work more.

One should not forget that her work is amazing that is why she is the inspiration to some published writers. For instance, Nikita Singh’s ‘Right Here, Right Now’ is inspired from Ganga’s novel. Readers will be amazed to know that some of the contents of the plot and the story have been taken as it is. For instance, the memory loss of Kalindi’s is similar to Meera’s. Then the side heroes Ashruth and Sameer are round characters who have mysterical identities. After this the Laptop scene in both the novels is same. Further, the secrets are revealed through dairies in both the books. Like this, there are many instances which clearly prove that Nikita’s inspiration to her novel is Ganga’s work. This makes her work a hit. And yes, if you start reading once, you will not get up without finishing it.

My Man's Beauty

My man's beauty cannot be compared to redness of rose,

His hair stands like a straighten wire,I love his hasting smell but not more then perfumes,His songs are manly but I prefer listening to stars,He never cries yet he always makes me shy,His laugh sound a guiding stars walk,He is no any God as he walks on ground,He is my man, my soul mate,
And his love is as rare as my existence on earth,
If you say love doesn’t exist,
Then I hath never loved my man,
This world never existed, no man ever loved,
and I never wrote this love verse for him,

He meets me in heaven, where lovers never depart...

WHY ITS EVERYTIME A GIRL WHOSE BEAUTY IS BEING PRAISED IN THE POEMS OR VERSES..WHY NOT MAN?..WELL HERE IS A START FOR THIS AND I HAVE TAKEN SHAKESPEARE AS AN INSPIRATION AND WRITTEN ABOUT A GIRL'S VIEW OF LOVE FOR HER MAN..I HOPE U LIKE IT..TIME IS CHANGING SO DOES THE WAY OF EXPRESSING LOVE SHOULD CHANGE..THIS IS MY FIRST EVER LOVE POETRY..FINGERS CROSSED...

Train of Emotions

"Life is a game! If you know the knack,you win and if not then you lose.It's simple as that"

There are situations in our lives when we give up and it is hard to get back to that road. The road where you once mastered, seems strange to you now. Have you ever thought what is the reason behind it??
The reason is the time gap. Sometimes you have to leave that road and take a U-turn in your life but when you are back to the same road that you left, you feel uncomfortable. The same thing happens with relationships; when something bad happens.Your heart is damaged and it's hard to repair that damage. How much you try but you can't mend those broken pieces of your heart.
You feel uncomfortable with the same person whom you once loved so much.It's not easy to forgive a person who has left you tormented.
You become a medium of confusion as your heart says to forgive and mind says not to forgive and forget. In this battle,sometimes you make wrong choices which makes you regret your entire life. And you don't even get second chances because,"life is too short for second chances".
It's strange when you want to talk to somebody all are busy and when you are busy all want to talk to you. This is the truth. You might be thinking,what I am saying and am I making sense or not.. But that are emotions.They are direct from your heart, that express your sorrows and your messed up mind.. So, at this hour, I am happy,sad and confused. And this draft came out from my unsettled mind and I let the thoughts come out..

A/N: It's easy to write a story then your heart out when you are actually not in your conscious state.. You become a deep thinker.People may not accept you today, but will surely do one day.. Till then stay blessed and keep up the good work :-)

The Turning Point of Life

As Preety ma'am says " Life is what you make it".. This quote implies on my life too.. I never even dreamt of being a published author.. I used to write for myself.. And since when I started with the dream of getting published, I don't know.. I feel like a carefree bird whose flying high and high..Everything seems to be going with the flow.. The happiness is beyond words..
See, out of happiness I forgot to tell you guys about me.. I am Surbhi,  a chirpy bird who is mad about reading and writing.. I write to soothe myself and read to smile.. I am happy because my story is published in a book named " The Turning Point of Life" and I am not only the contributing author in the book but also The Editor of the book..
The journey was incomplete without Aniket Kapoor and Ruchi Rai.. They have been there for me in my thick and thin..the special thanx to the tpol team and the personal thanks goes to my God, parents, friends, relatives and teachers who were there to support and criticise me..
I took the risk of my life and it worked out..I know there is a long way to go but I am happy that I had the guts to start it..

A/N: This post is the introduction so that you can come to know about me.. I hope you will like it..:-)