Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Review of Just Me, The Sink & The Pot

Sudesna Ghosh
Meet Pamela, an overweight girl who’s looking back at her school days. From longing for a Valentine to dealing with a sibling who hates her, Pamela has a lot to deal with. She even has a special bunch of friends at home who she can turn to – but they aren’t the kind of friends you’d expect. Life sucks when you’re fat. Can Pamela ever be happy?

My Review

'JMTSNTP'  is a narration by an over weight school girl. Her incidents ring a bell to what my cousin went through as a student and how she too longed to be thin, wear all the 'in' clothes and be amongst the crowd. 

Pamela is born thin but tends to gain weight as a school going kid. The agonies are plenty, and looking at the structure of our society where outer looks matter a lot, I felt for this girl especially since her mom and her sis were walking perpendicular to the path where she was treading upon. Pamela's emotions were genuine and legit as she was breathing in the 21st century, but thankfully in high school, she got a handle of herself once she got a chance to be published. Her joy knew no bounds as she could think beyond her physical self as she got an opportunity to ponder within and express those feelings via those stories.

The narration is good, but it could have been even better. Although I wished the father intervened more since he knew the structure and the mentality of the other household members. Also, it was disturbing to see how Pamela would count the layers of her stomach whenever she would get a chance. The fact that she had imaginary friends was amusing at first but again turned to something that needed attention. Glad that before things went out of hand, this girl found a hobby or should I say got an opportunity to express herself within to fall back upon an avenue that was not only liberating but also gave her confidence. The starting and ending of this novel were conflicting. She starts off with present tense as an 18-year-old girl that is struggling with issues related to her weight with no respite in sight and goes on with the narration from birth to 18 years of age, but towards the end of the novel, this young lady finds her passion. It is hard to find the junction where the story started. 

Overall it a read that makes one ponder upon. It makes us realize the harsh facts of the society and how cruel we can get to these innocent minds by our own set rules with regards to the physical appearances. 

Read an excerpt of the book here…
One day a classmate asked me, “Where is your lunch?” I told her that I had already had it and went back to my fake laughter and smiles. The others chatted and laughed while they ate from their tiffin boxes. Some brought samosas or ice cream from outside the gate. My hunger pangs got worse as I saw all the food and smelt the delicious odors around me.
The ice cream cart was run by a sweet old man who knew me since I’d started school. He would ask me some days, “Child, you don’t want your favorite orange stick?” I would say no thank you and smile before running away from him and his cart. One day he seemed to be desperate to make me have an ice cream. “Child! Come here and have an ice cream. You don’t have to pay me,” he called out. I smiled, turned around and went to hide in an empty classroom. Two minutes later, I shrieked; the old man had found me. He was carrying a dripping ice cream for me. I started laughing. Then I started running away from him. The old man started running after me!

My classmates were shocked. The sports teacher was happy to see me run for the first time – I had never run before because fat moves when you run. Everybody would laugh. The lunch break ended with me accepting the mostly melted orange stick from the kind ice cream man. We were too tired to talk about the whole event. But it did make me a bit popular that year, with the school Yearbook including the story and a picture of me running away from a 6 feet tall man holding an ice cream.
Grab your copy @

Monday, August 7, 2017

Book Blitz: Yours To Love Yours To Take by Reshma Ranjan

Print Length: 202 pages
Publication Date: July 21, 2017
Sold by: Amazon Digital Services LLC
Language: English
Available on Kindle Unlimited 
Genre: Romance 

As if losing her parents and her voice in a childhood accident wasn’t cruel enough, Anita Batra now has to come to terms with her twin’s death and help her sister’s partner get a new lease in life. 

Adopted by the Verma Clan after his parents died in an accident, Dr. Salim Verma finally finds love and a chance to be happy only to lose it in an accident he himself survives. 

When fate strikes a final blow and brings two strangers together, Salim can’t help but punish Anita and make her tread through the hell he himself was in, while all Anita wants is to help her sister’s partner start afresh, no matter what the cost. 

Will Salim ever be able to ignore Anita’s resemblance to his dead girlfriend and fall in love with her instead? Will Anita be able to reveal the real Salim hiding behind the monster? Will they be able to embrace their tumultuous attraction for each other despite their terrible start? 

Yours To Love Yours To Take is a heartwarming saga of love and sacrifice that will reinstate your belief that love conquers all. 

It would be great if you can add this book to your TBR.

Here is a passionate romantic who loves literatureand has created many happy ending in her imagination, for every movie or book with a sad conclusion.

She soon began to create her own characters and situations, creating plenty of romances and happy endings to satisfy her imagination. "But for my laziness and diffidence," says Reshma "I would have penned umpteen stories of unexpected pairs meeting and falling in love, overcoming troubles and hurdles to unite for a lifetime."

A voracious reader, Reader, Reshma is a poet as well, and feels that she would be blessed as a writer if she could bring a happy content sigh on the readers lips.

Click here to check out all the titles by the author...

You can stalk her @


Grab Your Copy From

This Tour is Hosted by 

We Promote So That You Can Write 

Sunday, July 16, 2017

A Tune...




Victoria came running from her room towards the noise.

She was startled as she gave silent stares.

After a few gulps, she inquired, "Are you okay?" as she extended her hand towards the victim who was laying under a pile of musical instruments.

"Yes, I am." Pete uttered as he grasped her hand to get out of the mess. Continued to justify, "I was trying to tune them for the big night when I lost control and had this unexpected landing."

"That was a productive fall. You composed a tune there!" she tried to sound convincing.


In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about an unexpected landing.

Friday, July 7, 2017

A Sign..

"Step outside, Thea." asserted mom as she entwined her fingers.

The daughter was adamant, " The world will judge me. I want to spend the remaining days of my life inside."

She silently wiped her tears and stroked her daughter's crown that was hairless and bisque in color. Her eyes that were lively and naughty were pale and dejected. She was pronouncing herself dead even before the last breath.

Just then there was a knock.

Thea's friend entered with a warm smile.

The Mom envisioned it as a signal of hope and sunshine in her daughter's life.


 In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a beacon. It can be from a lighthouse or other source. Use the word literally or figuratively and go where the prompt leads you.

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Got Weight?

As the mercury touches the digits 9 and 0. 

I gulp.

Take a few sips of Nutrisystem cold herbal tea and lay under the cool breeze of the fan while placing a piece of cucumber each over my eyes to avoid those dark circles that usually erupt due to lack of sleep and dehydration, which is normal given the kind of temperature the city is experiencing.

"You gotta move!" Mom commanded to which I was quick to utter, "Nah! I have Nutrisystem to take care of my weight issues."

"Besides, beauty is important!" I clarify.

"What beauty IF things are sagging!" she did not hesitate.

"huh!" I was quick to remove those slices of cucumber off my eyes and stare back at her.

She continued and proclaimed, "Have you checked out your butt lately? How it spreads when you park yourself?" 

Cool or no cool. 

I was quick to get up from the bed and check out my posterior as I cross-examined it from various angles via the reflection of the mirror. 

Seeing the shocked expression on my face, the mom became gentle with her expression.
"Gotta move it a bit! What say?" 

There was a pause, and she continued, "I am heading to the gym. Wanna join?" she inquired.

"Exercise will dehydrate me, and then I will develop dark circles around my eyes" I lamented, "I had signed up with Nutrisystem to take care of my weight." 

 "As I had mentioned earlier, these things don't work." Mom took a long pause, "Think about it. I will be leaving within ten minutes. If you care to join me; meet me in the car." 

She went in to change leaving me in a big dilemma. 

I had never been in this kind of crisis. 

To go, or not to go, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler for the body to suffer
The calidity and the incalescence of Mother Nature, 
Or to get up and face the fury by sweating profusely 
To shed that extra baggage! 

My mind was going berserk as I was trying to decide what to do. Just then the I heard the car honk. I jumped up quickly to peep outside the window. To my shock, I felt the muscles around me still moving in high density while I was observing my mom back out of the garage. 

"Wait up!" I shouted as I waved my arm towards her to which even the muscles around my limb moved aggressively. 

"Jeez gotta start moving and disown this fat before it becomes a part of me!" 

I gulped in shock and horror as I quickly change into track pants but found it difficult to pull them all over. I cover it with an L- size shirt that I grab from my dad's wardrobe. 

'run towards the car, and while I screech to a halt to pull open the door, I observe the mass around me still fluttering around me. I make an eww sign as I park myself in the car.

"Mom, weight issues always move me." I was quick to admit, "Wish you had given this insight earlier." 
"I tried dear, but your earphones were always in the way." she said in a blunt tone as she drove.


This has been a Finish the Sentence Friday post. I re-purposed this post from 2013 for this week’s sentence of “what moves me,” brought to you by my fabulous friend Hillary.

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Spotlight n Review of Half Pants, Full Pants Real Life Tales from Shimoga by Anand Suspi

Anand Suspi


Half Pants Full Pants is a sort of childhood autobiography set in Shimoga of the 70s and 80s. Given the era and milieu that he grew up in, it carries a flavor similar to that of Malgudi Days. All the characters in the book are real and most of them are still in Shimoga, of course now in their mid-40s. Quite a few are from prominent families and are now active and important members of Shimoga. The book vividly captures the real childhood adventures of this generation of people in Shimoga. It’s a glorious reminiscence as well as a tribute to this wonderful town.

R. Balki says

“After Malgudi Days, I could never imagine that someone could create a childhood classic for adults to regain their innocence even for a few hours. Suspi’s tales would have made R K Narayan smile. Oh! That beautiful Kannadiga gene!”

My Review

For starters, I was fascinated by the title, and that made me sign up for this blog tour to read/review this book. 

Conclusion: I had no regrets! 

Half Pants, Full Pants (HPFP) has stories that will tickle your heart if you are from the era of 70's and 80's when life was simpler and well-defined. The author has done justice to the art of storytelling via the many incidents that he has experienced in his childhood. 

The writing style is clear, concise and easy to read as the author tries to relive his past while planning for his future. The stories are subtle, simple and sweet with not much twists, and for the most part, if you grew up in the era of the 80's you will be able to connect with the drama that unfolded in the author's life. 
Although I wish the font were bigger since had to squint quite a bit to read. Also, the dialogues in native language could have been omitted since it tends to hinder the progress of reading. 

The author has written quite a few delightful stories, however; there are certain stories that refused to leave my heart and mind are: "Why! Unnecessary!", "28 Monkeys", "Religious Stampede," "Banana to Babylon," "The Greatest Exchange." 

Read it, and take your pick :) 

Grab your copy @

Follow the tour @ Pinterest 

The Book Clubhalf pants full pants by Anand SuspiFollow On
About the author

An advertising writer for over 20 years, he started with Mudra, Mumbai in 1995 and subsequently spent a large part of his career in Lowe Lintas working under Balki. He was the Creative Head of Lowe Delhi between 2007 and 2010. Currently, he lives in Gurgaon and is the co-founder of an ad agency called AndAnd Brand Partners.

Half Pants Full Pants is his first book, a sort of childhood autobiography set in Shimoga of the 70s and 80s. Given the era and milieu that he grew up in, it carries a flavor similar to that of Malgudi Days. The notable difference would be that every story is real and the characters are all in their mid-40s now, often reminiscing about the gloriousness of their growing up years.

Featured in New Indian Express

The Hindu

Times of India

You can stalk him @      


   This Tour is Hosted by 

We Promote So That You Can Write