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After reading 'Days at the Morisaki Bookshop,' I was curious to know more about the characters' lives and what the sequel could possibly hold. So, I picked up 'More Days at the Morisaki Bookshop'. Well, I admit, reading the sequel felt like returning home, like a continuation of a life I had briefly stopped and …
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There is someone looking out for you,Someone who would lay down his life for you.And he won’t even ask why—He’ll bear it all with a quiet smile.I may salute, I may write a few lines,But how do I repay such lifelines?His courage is calm, his silence loud,His wounds wrapped in a tricolor shroud.No matter what …
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'About a Boy' is a witty and quietly emotional novel by Nick Hornby. It explores unlikely friendships, personal growth, and the subtle ways we change each other’s lives. I picked this book for the #Readingwithmuffy June prompt: A book with a strong father figure. At the centre of the story are two characters—Will Freeman, a …
Days at the Morisaki Bookshop intrigued me the moment I saw its cover. a beautiful design that any bibliophile would instantly fall in love with. The thought of a cosy bookshop nestled in Jimbocho, Tokyo’s famous book district, felt like a dream. But for Takako, the protagonist, it was far from heaven, at least in …
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After reading a 400-page book for the March prompt, I craved something lighter—a quick yet meaningful read. That’s when I stumbled upon Claire Keegan’s Small Things Like These. At just 85 pages, it intrigued me. Could a story so brief truly leave an impact? The answer is a resounding yes. This novella touched my soul. …
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Later in the evening, Kasturi sat by the window, staring out at the sprawling cityscape. The warm glow of the evening sun bathed the room, but she felt no warmth—only the weight of a dilemma that had been gnawing at her ever since her boss had suggested the trip to Delhi. "Relive the past?" she …
The phone rang twice before Meena picked it up, a half-filled cup of chai still warm in her other hand. “Ms. M. Ray?” “Yes, speaking.” “This is Anuja from RedLeaf Publishing. I'm delighted to inform you… Your manuscript has been accepted.” Meena blinked. “Oh,” she said, stunned. “Really?” “Yes! The team loved it. It’s deeply …
Houston, Texas, 1991 Kasturi had built a good life for herself in Houston. It hadn’t been easy—those early years were full of awkward introductions, strange food, mispronounced names, and the constant ache of being in-between worlds. But over time, she found her rhythm. "That’s not going to work, Matthew," Kasturi said firmly, her voice cutting …
20 Years Later, New Delhi, 1991 “To be or not to be… That is indeed the question,” Meena said, walking slowly across the wooden floor of the lecture hall, her voice soft yet deliberate. “But what if the question isn’t about existence, but about choice? What if Hamlet wasn’t deciding whether to live or die, …
Time has its own way of moving on — quietly, unapologetically, and without asking for permission. The letters still came, at first. Folded in familiar handwriting, carrying the weight of memories, each one a little bridge across continents. But then… life began to stretch those bridges. A day passed without a letter. Then a week. …
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