Book Review:Men On My Mind

Title:Men On my Mind
Author:Radha Thomas
Genre:Fiction,Chick-lit
Year of publication:2012

My first time in the sphere of reviewing a book and I start my journey with a book by Radha Thomas.

Characters unfurling in the beginning are The mom,step dad, younger brother and The aunt(The mom and The aunt being the prominent).Then slowly enter all the men on her mind plus the BFF’s to share the encounters with.

When she was residing in Mumbai her time was spent in boarding school which was St. Luke’s all-girls convent interspersed with vacations.There in the neighborhood was St. Paul’s-all boys convent where she encountered her first man(boy actually she and he were in their teenage life).Jasmine Patel her first BFF helped her pass letters to Darren Walsh(the guy) with the help of her brother who happened to be studying in St. Paul’s.Then luckily one day a Co-ed social was announced which meant that they had two hours of socializing with the boys.Wearing her best dress possible by borrowing here and there she finally met her guy.But all her dreams and hopes shattered as soon as the boy spoke to him as it fell upon that he had a voice similar to woody woodpecker or better yet Barry Gibb.

Then entered second BFF Fleur after she discovered that jasmine had no knowledge of real men.The mom magically agreed to let her spend three nights at Fleur’s house during the vacation.Johnny(20 years old and Fleur’s brother) while making her learn how to play guitar stole her first kiss.While during time spent outside with fleur on beach she encountered Sunil who invited her to a bar.After the vacations were over and they were back in school she managed two timing with Johnny as well as Sunil sending and receiving love letters.Fleur  knew about Sunil but Johnny was a secret to her.When the secret tumbled out they were BFF’s no more.Fluer ratted out to both about her and thus ended the letters.Rest of her year spent in school were without BFF’s,boyfriends and love letters.As she graduated from school she was informed by her mother that they were moving to Delhi.She was happy beyond words.

In Delhi inside a club Touch she encountered with her third BFF Leena. Touch became and integral part of her life as she spent time with Leena in there.Leena was a regular and knew the band performing there.There she encountered the DJ  then a violin player in the band.She also sang in their band.She got into college but due to the company she had she didn't really concentrate on studies and flunked big time.Mean while the aunt had got married to a Professor named Max in new York.

 She landed in New York worked with her aunt in the store while trying to find a way to get near guys but the aunt had strict instructions from the mom so it was impossible.Enter the violin player in scene again who came to New York to perform and got to be the first man to finally give her a firsthand experience of sex.

She finally decided to work braving the area of travel and tourism where she had numerous experiences found herself another BFF Kristen(Shas).Shas and she had many adventures together in China.Upon return to New York she had her time with many other guys and realized in the meanwhile that she has still to encounter her Mr. Right.

The book had a peculiar starting and then slowly turning into something interesting.The author has used The mom(for mother) and The aunt(for aunt) very effectively never naming the characters ever.My favorite lines from the books were these: “In the Garden of Eden,Martin’s Gonzo was a bonsai.” I don’t like the beginning much because it feels a tad bit drag.

It  tells you about what a woman desires with her little fickle-head.And a personal individual take on possibly every type of man.If you like little bit of humour and light read in between your  schedule then this is surely a book to catch upon.

So did she or didn't she find her Mr. Right?

Read Men On My Mind by Radha Thomas to find out!

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Shave to savor her

This post is a part of the 'Shave or Crave' movement in association with BlogAdda.com

Paarth came back from office very late ,it was 7:30 pm.It is not late you guys might be thinking but she had asked him to be home by 5:00 pm so, he was late.She was lying down on the sofa holding a pillow,eyes closed.He thought to himself seems she might be tired.He could not resist when he saw her sleeping so peacefully.Her soft pink lips teasing him,ponytail waiting to be free from tie ,the exotic smell of her enchanting and the soft,silky & smooth skin waiting to be savored.He dropped his stuffs from office on the floor,loosening his tie he moved stealthily towards Maya.
Opening the hair tie he set her hairs flowing free,some of the tresses covering her eyes and forehead,he gently caressed her face with the back of his palm.She smiled holding his hands in hers.As she opened those beautiful eyes,amazed hazel orbs stared him.He mouthed 'I'm sorry darling'.In almost an instant she pushed him aside now sitting on the sofa.Pouting like a baby she shook her head telling him that wont suffice.
He took her hands kissing them and sucking each finger one by one pleasuring her or as he thought bribing his wife.She moaned,closing her eyes.
Removing the only flimsy black silk rob Maya was wearing he touched every part of her bare skin with such fragility as if she might break with any harder a touch.When he stopped the slow torture her eyes sparkled with the knowledge of consequences of this start.She stood up letting him lie on the sofa.As he watched her with admiration she unclasped the buttons giving her a full view of the bare skin beneath the shirt he wore.She removed it and threw it on floor now positioning herself on top of him.He was too eager to be lying down as he pounced on her automatically changing the positions.Now she lay on sofa beneath him there giggling as she knew how he was.Paarth began kissing her on cheeks,lips.......Thud!
Paarth-Eh!What was that for?
Maya-You come late and i allow you a chance and you present me with those pricking stubble.
Paarth-Honey i shaved i swear just two days before.
Maya-Are you looking forward to having a good time my dear?(she asks in a sugary tone with the most angelic face ever)
Paarth-Oh! sure.(His face lights up with a smile full of mischief)
Maya-So you have to do something for that.
Paarth-What?
Maya-Go shave darling until then you can have me torture you by lying here the way you have left me.
She winked as Paarth huffed and got up to shave to get his girl to agree a night full of promises...

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Straight way

Almost like every teenager girl i have this desire to give my hair the perfect style and frankly speaking (not because of the competition) i love long perfect straight hairs.I remember watching a girl on television in the advertisement having long,straight and lustrous hair.She used to sway them in air with a big smile on her face.Yes that advertisement was of sunsilk only.Oh!How i used to envy those locks and i had short hair back then and was 5 or 6 years old.

I have done number of things to get that straight look.Earlier my hairs were messy curls.I oiled them and used shampoo but the result just lasted till my hairs were wet.That was sad well i din't give up.I oiled my hair once again,put shampoo,conditioner and finally did a steam wrap voila! my hairs were straight but alas! just for few days.Then came advice from here and there.
I tried different hair styles and cuts but they did not render any change in the look of my curls.They just vanished for the day that i had a cut and after that very day i found my hairs back to their favorite curly look.People liked my curls very well but i wasn't giving up on my like.Like every other girl (only this time i let my girly cells work because hairs are something i love to death) i tried those "ghar ke nuskhe"(home made remedies) and all.Washing your hair with yogurt,strained water of chenopodium (bathua) and water of hibiscus(i.e. hibiscus flowers boiled in water).Hot oil massage remember the parachute hot oil champi :P that one.Coconut milk and lemon was my last option with these natural remedies.But to no avail my hairs pretty adamant you see.Did you notice i din't write using eggs in there above anywhere :-/ I find the idea quite creepy as well as smelly.So no matter what i have never ever even thought of trying that technique.

So finally i decided what was i gonna do and it is till date the craziest thing for me to do with my hairs not to mention dangerous.I repeated the procedures for washing my hairs i.e. oiling them,washing them them with shampoo and conditioner and then when they were absolutely dry i placed a towel on my bed.Took iron(press) let it get heated up.Placing my hairs on the towel and combing them for like 50 times(literally) i ironed my hair :-/ ....for say about five-six minutes then i couldnt stop touching them again and again.From 

then on they havent turned into messy curls ever.

P.S.-This is written and submitted by me for the Indiblogger competition.

P.P.S-This post has been edited.

Paranormal

From past two three days interestingly i am engaging in chit chats regarding the paranormal realm.When i was small i used to be so afraid of these things and i remember i told my mother that i won't ever be able to go out in dark alone like you do it is so scary.And my mother used to coo me saying everything will be alright when you grow up.I failed to understand her then but now i know what she used to say.
Now these things or i should rather say mysteries catch me off guard. I stick to them instantly without even my realization.They intrigue me to great heights.People in general are afraid of this but i feel a thrill reach down me standing alone in the dark trying to feel presence of others residing in the parallel dimensions.A eerie shiver runs down my spine and a tiny speck of fright leaves with it,then all lies is a soothing aftermath.
All it needs is a connection,no matter how little it may be.It helps so much to connect with the YOU inside you.
The esoteric signs and symbols are around us everywhere.But as the word says it is only to be understood by the people who can understand the mystic and religious connotations.Everything that happens around us is calculated and predictable.Some people are afraid when they know that something is predictable others merely prepare themselves to enjoy the predicted without tampering the calculation.The harmful ones are those who know what is going to happen and tamper with the calculation involving themselves in a lifelong misery uncalled for.

There is a barrier between illusion and reality.What do you do when they permeate their boundaries to bind with each other and mix like they were never separate?

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Black coffee

People sugar coat damn too much.No one likes the truth simply they want it in a way that doesn't hurt them.Rarely i have interacted with people who like the truth as it is.But there is a condition that they have a particular mood and time to listen to it that we have to identify.Well the first rule of getting your work done is to say something nice and sweet about the person.when the person is basking in the glory of their flattery you can use the opportunity to get your work done.I don't see that where do people get true friends from.
Who do get one they are truly blessed.A guaranteed fair weather friend and a friend with a back stabbing tendency are free everywhere always.

Lies do not come inside of us inbuilt we each have a role model in disguise.We listen to the lies from them,hate them for it and then slowly and gradually we pick up their style of lying and then it is mutual.

When ones we achieve the trust and faith of a person i.e. they tell us all about themselves without having to poke them for information then you know you have reached a soft corner and hurting them is too easy cause you know their weaknesses.As well as you have an extra bonus of being treated in a different way than others in your peers or group of people by that person.I see people blinded with the other by the mere exception that they like them and trust them and have total faith in them.They don't see what is wrong with the person.Their flaws end up becoming their beauty.

I know i have written something very much broken up.It is like one thought lead to the other and this is what it made.But yeah one thing guaranteed it has a clear view of lies and undertone of bitterness,jealousy and hatred.

And now a conversation that has been reeling in my mind from the starting of this post.Maybe you can relate to it or may be you cannot.So here it is

Backdrop-Coffee shop

M-Can you tell me why i like Black coffee so much?

T-Yeah! Because it is pure and has no adulteration.

You can rarely find a Black coffee and if you do you have hit a jackpot and should make sure you drink from them forever.Yes drink from them cause they are true,pure,selfless and solely dedicated to satiating your thirst.

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