The book describes the visit,the Shantiniketan,its people,their lifestyle,work of Ravindranath Tagore,his philosophy and above all, the intense effect this world casts on author,in an encounter with his own ideology and philosophy of life...!

    And his eyes! They look at you intently, they pierce you! I am scared of his eyes. It all started that day, actually it was night. I was sleeping near my daddy. All of a sudden, a noise woke me up. Whole house was shaking violently with the noise. It was a drum beating loudly, rhythmically. The beat was moving everything in the surrounding. Suddenly, the noise stopped. Then it was the sound of a honey fly, goo, goo, again the drum beats started. I was so scared, I tried to wake up daddy, it was then I realized that daddy was not in his bed. I was alone; there was no one else on the bed. Daddy was nowhere, I felt lonely! The darkness surrounded me and that drum beat was getting on my nerves. I screamed at the top of my voice." When you start reading these stories something familiar, something unfamiliar will create fear in your minds. It will freeze you; it will be so very realistic that you will forget that it is unreal. The fear never experienced before, but somewhere within you, deep inside, it will start beating drums in your mind. Listen to it carefully, surely it will clear your mind of all the hidden consciousness you had till today. This great author introduces us to our own fears buried deep inside.

    The name indicates that this is a set of stories having it's own fragrance.

    His story blends harmoniously with the magnificent background. It is always coloured in beautiful shades of blue, giving everything a dreamy touch.

    The book is about how army rule works, how he try to achieve what he desired to do at raarang dhang. Interaction with various peoples from different location and grade. Whether he succeed in his goal.... Do read...

    It's about Narmada Parikrama done by the author.On the Hindu pilgrimages along the banks of Narmada River; impressions of a Hindu, of his travel along the banks of the river.

    His face was extremely expressive. Were these the qualities which had made me crazy about him? Oh no! Then what was it? Why was I so crazy about him? There were many handsome men all around me, in my house, in my neighbourhood, in my college. On the contrary, they were as young as me, unmarried too. Then what was it that I was so attracted towards him? The answer was crystal clear. It was his style, his versatile personality, his attitude of asking, `So What?` in an audacious manner. I was enchanted by his straightforwardness, his ham-handedness. All his qualities attracted my basic attitude for sure. डॉक्टरांचे निळे टपोरे डोळे आरपार वेध घ्यायचे. त्यांचे एखाद्या लहान मुलासारखे खळाळून हसणे पाहत राहावेसे वाटे. त्यांचा भावदर्शी चेहरा मोहित करायचा. अंहं. पण ज्याच्यासाठी मी वेडावून जावे, असे त्यांच्याजवळ विशेष असे काय होते? घरीदारी, कॉलेजमध्ये त्यांच्याहूनही देखणी मंडळी मी पाहत होते. शिवाय ते सर्व माझ्या बरोबरीच्या वयाचे होते. अविवाहित होते. मग डॉक्टरांचेच इतके आकर्षण मला का वाटत होते? –आणि मग एकच उत्तर डोळ्यांसमोर येत होते – ‘डॉक्टरांचे कलंदर व्यक्तिमत्त्व’, ‘सो व्हॉट?’ असं बेदरकारपणे विचारणारा त्यांचा बेधडक स्वभाव. त्यांच्या रांगडेपणाने, धसमुसळ्या सî

    It has no touch of rural life or modernization and the problems occurring with that. It does not reach deep down its interior to handle the pains, yet it has a peculiar style, a natural freshness. It finds depths and humour in simple subjects. It does not avoid pain, but is not very fond of it. It presents the normal mind, normal set up, normal feelings. It makes us laugh and freshens us up. It makes us forget about our day- to- day life and the meager problems that come with it.

    Growing up in an environment where such transactions were made daily, witnessing the wretchedness of such a life at close quarters, and its repercussions on him gave Kishore the will and the determination to free himself through education and an amazing strength to transcend circumstances that at times seemed overwhelmingly black.In this book, Kishore Kale unfolds a sad and shocking story of his early years and youth with a rare simplicity and directness. Far from rancour, it instead affirms and inspires the reader to never lose hopea precept that propels Kale as today he goes about tending to prostitutes and AIDS victims doing his utmost to help those who rescued him from going under.

    No doubt that it is about the sea, storm and adventurous men; but most of all it is the story that probe deep in to the human minds molded by Indian, British, Philippine and Indonesian cultures. It is the drama of these four cultures conflicting, clashing, but living together to fight their destiny, which makes ‘M. T. Aiwa Maru’ the only novel of its kind in the world literature. Many known directors from Indian film industry have an ambition to create a movie based on this novel.

    Desai's writing is energetic and contemporary’

    His father had requested the courts to look into evidences that would prove his son’s innocence, but the letter only goes on to show why Bhagat Singh is a true revolutionary who paved a new path for Indian Independence.

    An Autobiography of a successful entrepreneur & his inspiring experiences shared since commencement of a small hotel to a five starer hotel Orchid.

    The stories are a strong reflection of the kind of life the author himslf led.

    For over four decades now, by way of innumerable short stories, essays, poems and novels, Ruskin Bond has championed simplicity and quietude in life and in art. This collection of essays and episodes from his journals is, in his own words, "a celebration of my survival as a freelance'. The author's early forays into the literary magazines of the 1950s and '60s are described in the first part of the book, along with some examples of his work at the time. The sections that follow contain extracts from an unpublished travel journal he kept during the '60s, episodes from the highways on which he was a frequent traveller, and vignettes of life in Mussoorie, past and present. With understated humour and compassion, Ruskin Bond records the charming eccentricities of friends and acquaintances (a former princess cheerfully obsessed with death and disaster); the silent miracles of nature ("New moon in a purple sky'); life's little joys (the smell of onions frying) and its fleeting regrets. Nostalgic and heart-warming, full of wisdom and charm, The Lamp is Lit provides a fascinating glimpse into the life of "our very own resident Wordsworth in prose.