Lacuna

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”― Oscar Wilde
In life, we have a lot of in-betweens. Times when you want to say, but are scared to say and still want to be understood. Where you want to belong but want to be free too and can't define this exact complex feeling. This book is that 'in-between' for me. I simply cannot put in words my exact emotions after having read it. It talks about the intricacies of life, dreams, desires, relationships and a lot of other things so beautifully that you want to hug the book just to feel the warmth it manages to emote through its words.

About the Book:
I am one of you . . . that is why I, and only I, can be trusted to do what is good for you. 
January 12, 2013. Sachin Lohia, billionaire businessman, has just woken up to a nightmare. A raging fire in his hospital. Over hundred people dead. Journalists demanding answers. And worst of all, the chief minister of West Bengal, the formidable Devi, calling him a murderer. Hot-headed and stubborn, Devi doesn't bother with formalities or facts. 
Her people are baying for blood, and Sachin is the perfect scapegoat. But will her schemes bring about his downfall or will she be the one to get hurt in this battle of wits? Seamlessly melding the personal and the political, this is a darkly satirical story of clashing egos, fatal misunderstandings, and dangerous self-deception. Irreverent, incisive, occasionally scabrous, and always bold, The Antagonists shines a light on the murky world of politics

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“Without books, everything would have been crooked. Without books, the wisdom in books today would have been fairy and folk tales. Without books the whole truth about life would have been imaginations and a guessing game” - Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

From the Blurb

Indian women are taught to put others before themselves from an early age. This book aims to change that. Boundless is a powerfully honest collection of poems that encourage a young India to find its own identity. The last ten years for the poet, Natasha Malpani Oswal, have been a journey in experimentation and self-discovery. Natasha has tried to capture her exploration of the idea of home and identity over this time frame through these poems.

In the recent times, poetry as a medium of expression has been widely celebrated which only means more to love for poetry lovers like me. With poets like Rupi Kaur, Harnidh Kaur, Rochelle Potkar we have been introduced to new forms of poetry which is poignant and relatable at the same time. They seem to pick up extremely relevant themes from what is happening around us and weave the emotions around it to create poems which leave a deep mark on the psyche of the reader.

Natasha Malpani Oswal is a big believer in the power of story…

“Don't you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever?” ― Sarah Addison Allen
This was my first thought the moment I finished reading the book. How often do we wish to take a time travelling machine and go back in time, only to bask in the sweet memories of childhood? And how often does a book manage to be that machine for you? Yes! You guessed it right, this book was my ticket to childhood, to the time when we would go to Nani's house and stay there till the schools reopened. A time when all the cousins gathered and did nothing but play the whole day. Everything that was anybody's favourite was cooked in the house and games were just that, games. Life could never have been better.