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Heart of Bullets



‘The only way to get close to those glittering stars in heaven is, to look at a soldier with stars on his shoulders.’

Every time, they’re around, the thing that we see is the bravery awards, medals, the pride, but what we cannot see is their heart that lies inside the iron chest, some untold stories, sacrifices , and the hardship they’ve been through. Every soldier has a story that is unique and extra ordinary.

A tale of brotherhood and heroism, a tale of love and betrayal, ‘Heart of Bullets’, is about two best-friends Arpan and Sam, and the untold story of their friendship, their love, Shradha, but what happens when Sam gets hit by the enemy across the border ?
What will Arpan do to save his friend ? Will love prevail over friendship of lifetime ?
There is a decision to be made, is the life without love and friends, better than dying to save the one we love the most ?


Founder of Perx studio, a complete photography solution, and a professional photographer himself, Nikhil Kushwaha has already touched hearts of many through his previous works, ‘Six Teen mistakes’  published in 2014 and ‘The Waning Moon’  published in 2015.
This book being his third, is entirely different from his previous works.
A tale that includes both genera- Patriotism as well as Romance.


As the book suggests, the book title as well as the cover is accordingly set and made.
The book title where speaks about bravery and pain, the book cover clearly supports it along with the element of romance.


With the timely dose of beautifully written quotations as well as poems in the start or in the end of almost every chapter, the language is anything but complicated.


The book is perfectly written. It starts with Arpan narrating his recent adventure tales to his siblings, while he is home for a short vacation.

Story revolves around three main characters of this book- Arpan , Sam and Shradha.
Arpan and Sam, being in Indian Army have been through several adventures together and are best companion to each other.
Although, their love interest being the same, is what complicate the things, with Sameer getting his love and Arpan becomes an one-sided lover.
Although, something happen in between  Sam and Shradha that drift them apart. And to know about this ‘something’ readers are compelled to finish the story in one go without any distraction.
In one of the fights, the bullet injured Sam very badly, which gives rise to several questions in reader’s mind and hence can only be answered in the end.


1.  Although the cover is according to the book title, yet it could’ve been improved better.

2.  Repetition of lines.

3.  Death of Gorilla – Shradha’s father.

4.  Minor grammatical mistakes

5.  The editing of the story could’ve been done better.


1.   Touching poems as well as quotations.

2.  Description of the operations, at the army quarters.

3.  Book title is very impressive.

4.  Simple yet grasping language has been used.

Above all, a very common tale yet with a very different flavour of love , friendship and sacrifices.

RATINGS : 2.8/5


Hues of Modern Love


Have you ever got a chance to ask for an apology? Is your ex still suffering from the things you did? Had you ever loved anyone more than your life? Did you ever thought of realizing after a breakup that whatever you did was wrong?

If answers to these questions are confusing than two characters of this book will teach you how to indulge into love in a better way. They will explain you the real meaning of modern love. While the journey to New Delhi ,both of them meet each other at the railway station and turned friends.
They booze, fight and did mischievous things together but later on a girl named Zobia entered between two and was a third member in the group.
As she was outspoken and friendly she slowly bent their talks to relationship and love. Agreeing to what she said all three started discussing about love, relationship and romance.
Joy and cheery realised their love for ex was strong but it was late enough for an apology to be granted.
Find out what they will do to get back everything to normal.
Will Zobia help them or she will just listen to there pain and will ignore it.


             ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Hues of Modern Love’ is the second book by this budding writer – Paras.
Although, the book comprises of a whole new plot and is not at all cliché, still could’ve been edited better.


Title of the book is perfect and is accordingly made.
About cover, without presenting it in any complicated way, it is presented simply yet elegantly.


Author has clearly avoided the usage of heavy vocabulary and thus , language is simple, yet is not devoid of errors.


Journeys refresh mind, although also bring the past memories in a way that, compel to reminisce the past; the past which either depicts the mistakes we have had made or the relations we have had left behind.
This story revolves around three characters- Cheery , Joy , and Zobia.
Although the major part of story involves the already broken and left behind relationship of the protagonist – Cheery.
Moving on is not easy and the story line states that it is rather more hard to move on, when you’re still stuck in the memories of your past.


1. Mistakes are very noticeable and grammatical errors cannot be ignored in the book.

2. Content presentation is not very appreciable.

3. No distinction between quoted dialogues and monologues.


1. Narration skills of author are not polished, yet simple, hence easy to read.

2. A decent one-time read.

3. The plot is somewhat different from the usual romance stories and appreciable.

Above all, an average read!



The Justified Sin



What do you call it when three beautiful women come in your life, but you are still single?
What if they all, at some point, tried to entice you but you feel like committing suicide because of loneliness? What do you call it when you made no mistake but still, you feel guilty as sin?
Jay had a common life until Saloni, Prachi and Vineeta came in his life and changed everything.
At times, he avoided the love that knocked at his door and when he actually needed it, the same love kicked him. He betrayed, He got betrayed, He rejected, He got rejected.
From being shot in the back by Prachi’s father to getting intimate with Vineeta under the influence of alcohol, his life was as spicy as those masala Bollywood movies.
He was getting used to his life, until one night, he decides to jump off a building and end everything.

     MY TAKE ON :


‘The Justified Sin’-  being the first work of Harpreet Makkar, I expected the book to have several mistakes and other amateurish stuff, one could find in a new author’s first work, but as a debutant , he has done quite a nice job. Having good narration skills in him, author succeeds in keeping me and may be all readers, intrigued till the end.


Title of the book is catchy yet leaves a wrong impression on a reader’s mind about the book, being a crime thriller.
Also, the cover of the book is creative but nowhere matches with the story line.


Language is simple yet attracts reader’s attention and is easily understandable.


In literary world, for a good beginning, few traits are a ‘must to have’ for all the new authors.
One of them is narrative skills , which author has in him. This is the reason, why I kept turning pages after pages and finished the book in one go.
The plot revolves around the life of Jay and three ladies in his life- childhood friend : Saloni , his best-friend’s girlfriend : Prachi , and his doctor-cum-girlfriend : Vineeta. When two of them were sure about their attraction and feelings towards him, Jay was not sure and the girl Jay was sure about, didn’t appear to be serious with him.
Although author has brilliantly penned down the emotions of protagonist, I came across many situations, where a proper end to certain incidents haven’t been given and yet the same event has been brought up later, which is actually a major turn off.


1. The title is intriguing.

2. Attractive Cover design.

3. The portraiture of Jay and his father’s relationship.


1. Occurrence of SMS language in between conversations.

2. Title doesn’t go well with the story.

3. Book’s ending could’ve been improved much better.


Above all, author’s narrative skills have done an excellent job throughout the whole story and hence making it an intriguing book.

Messages from the Soul World


             ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Shobha Jain- a Reki Grand Master, Astrologer, Vaster , Consultant , Crystal healer, and an Aura reader ; along with the attributes – Palmistry and Chakra healing as well, she has guided thousands of people unconditionally.

Extremely versatile in her outlook , she has gained excellence in whatever she undertook – be it in artistic field , spiritual , and now in literary too.


Shobha’s first book – “Messages from the Soul World” gives an insight into communicating with the departed and henceforth, the mention of several communication tales of her, in the book.


Since, the book being a highly spiritual one, consists of several messages and tell-tales, which are said to be told or more rather delivered by the souls, through a method of communication known as Auto-writing.

How the author’s trust in god and after-life gets more strong and enlightened, is mentioned in the book.
The idea of conversing or let alone establishing some connection to souls , itself either creeps or fascinates people.

Although, the book being in non-fiction category is full of real occurrences that occurred in Shobha’s life after the demise of her son-in-law; along with her explaining the concept of auto-writing and her encounters with souls.

The book also consists of several instances of the author’s communication with her closed ones, or with the closed ones of those who visited her in seek of hope and peace.
All the instances involved, somewhat a strong message of someone’s devotion to their family.

                POSITIVE POINTS

1. Highly spiritual, and can attract a certain group of people who find such stuff, motivational or inspirational.

2. Can act as a good source for those who seek god’s presence through prayers.

3. Few of the quotes are really catchy and impressive.


1. Major errors in editing.

2. Starting topics could have been acknowledged better.

3. The book mentions the birth or re-birth and death of people belonging to only one religion- Hinduism and hence might not be able to attract the attention of other ones.

4. A certain section of book mentioning  Buddhism, might offend people belonging to Buddhism.

Overall, the book is capable enough to acknowledge people with positive vibes about after-life and hence strengthening their belief in auto-writing as well as in communicating with souls.

Rate: 3/5

First Victim

You heard that sound, that sound of something shattering into pieces. Well, that’s my heart, you see.
I thought of having him reserved, for me forever. But maybe not.
The love in her eyes for him, for my boy was enough to kill me slowly and painfully.


But what I didn’t expect was the need of him ‘of her’. I could see the dark look on his face, the way he was sneaking glances at her. Oh how I used to love those eyes and the need in them.
The lust was clear in the brown orbs of his. I sighed. I knew what was about to happen in that lady’s life.
I knew how long that love was going to last. I knew because I was his first victim.



Beyond – is about the experiences , that the author encountered during a course in stress management.
The book being based on reality is definitely not just a work of fiction.
It clearly revolves around the incidents , that occurred in author’s life after being enrolled for the meditation program.

The book consists of the story of a young lady in her early 30s. She decides to get herself signed up for a stress management course , just out of curiosity and not because of any dire need.
It is clearly based on such personal experiences encountered by her during the sessions, she undertook that changed the course of her life.
The author having a powerful imagination, brilliantly framed up some really hilarious instances.
Such instances only add interest to a reader , to read it in one go.
The book has been written in a simple language and is good for everyone.
It consists of some really strong messages to convey as well , and hence making the author’s contribution to the literature field, a big one.

Rating – 4/5

18 Via Teen – Be yourself


Teenage life – possibly is all about what you want and can’t have. And then about what you receive and misuse.    — Jonathan Lethem

’18 Via Teen – Be yourself’ – As the name depicts it all. It revolves around the life aspects of a teenager.
It is all about the rollercoaster rides , a teen goes through after entering a certain phase of their life – Eighteen. A more maturing phase.

The book consists of twenty three different examples in the form of short stories , to describe well , the psychology , the hope , aspirations , apprehensions , insecurities , dilemmas , sensitiveness and ofcourse a new form of budding love – teenage love ; each related with a phase , every teenager goes through.

Each story consists a piece of a message , along with a self-written quote on the very top; adds a cherry to the cake.

Though the book being a very first of its own and written by a new and budding author , it lacks the element of interest , and hence unable to bind a reader for a long time to the book.

Sidestepping all the minor errors and grammatical glitches , in writing , one could genuinely read it and it could end up as a strong motivator for teens , who find it hard to survive the hardships that come in their lives as an obstacle.


* Unputdownable for teens.

*  Simply written and narration is well-organized.

*  Fast paced and easy read.

* A one-time read.


*  Minute grammatical mistakes.

*  Few stories give a feel of ‘could have been written better’ or ‘could have been ended better’.

*  Cover-design could have been designed more accordingly or attractively.

* Stories could have been introduced with more of the interesting element.


Although the book holds few negative points, still the author has made an appreciable entry in the literature world.

More books are yet to come of the respective author ( We, readers hope ) , and readers like me will definitely be waiting for more extraordinarily and polished-ly written books in the near future.

All the very best!

Rating- 3/5

Try Not To Break It…

Every night I wake up screaming hard,from the nightmares of those monsters of insecurities chasing me down ;all set to stab my isolated heart.

I feel devastated and lonesome,helpless and broken.

But with the rising sun ,every morning,a new hope arises in me;makes me somewhat stronger and more tolerant.

So,every time we speak,remember my heart’s vulnerability and try not to break it!


My neighbours used to find it weird and hysterical whenever they got to hear about my new adventure in those filthy jail cells.

Yes,my adventerous and (almost) everyday journeys which used to begin right from the places,I would get myself handcuffed by none other than two big-fat, grumpy cops and ended at my strangely favourite place- A Jail Cell.
So, here I was again inside of this small room, in my now torn up black t-shirt and worn-out blue jeans, surrounded by these blocks in just plain gray: the perfect surroundings to leave one’s mind blank or insane.
I’d been laying against this wall for at least an hour now.

On my left was the other end of the cell. The wall hovered over me like a tall, omnious castle. Small blocks protruded from beneath the thick, smooth paint and stared at me. A long, thin ray of light replicated the thin, long, dirty piece of glass that was probably trying to mimic a window.
The air I smelled had a stale, indifferent scent. It smelled like air that has simply been there too long: no sweet perfume seducing, no aroma of food lingering, no washing detergent, shampoo, dirty mats, nothing. The air smelled like old nothing,yet soothing. I still had no idea why I liked being there. Maybe the loneliness I faced at home was more haunting than the darkness of a cell.
Everytime I went there,I found kind of solace. Strange right? Very.
But everyday or night, whenever I was brought here, I was kept all alone. Alone from all the other prisoners or captives but this night, I found another prisoner- a girl of my age, sitting at one of the corners of the cell.
I took in her appearance. She had dark, curly hair, which cascaded over her shoulders. The red highlights matched quite nicely with her maroon sweater. Her arms were folded over her belly and they appeared more pale than usual. Her knees were bent, shooting upward like two cliffs and her baggy blue jeans covered the backs of her brown leather shoes.

“What did you do?”- I started, in an attempt to make a conversation with her.

“What?” She looked towards me,startled.

“What did you do..” I repeated again. “to end up in here?”

“I was involved in a case of robbery. I was the leader.”- She answered, somewhat proud of what she had done to reach there and continued her staring-into-the-darkness contest.

“And you?”- she asked after a long pause between us.

“Shop-lifting.”- I replied calmly and looked directly into her eyes.
In a good span of five minutes,we were doing everything which includes laughing,talking and well,talking.
I had never appreciated someone’s presence this much in my life, like I did then.
She had a very musical laugh,and it seemed as if I was being pulled towards her.

We stopped laughing and talking after a while. Then I smiled and put my hand infront of her, in an attempt to do that hand-shake thing.

“Valentina. Call me Val.”- She said,while taking my hand in hers. I felt this sudden electric shock in the insides of me, several butterflies erupted and swarmed in my stomach. My mind began summer saulting. In all, I was greatly affected by her touch.

Our talking session got interrupted when a strict looking officer called her name, for her bond has been already filled. Since she was a ‘first timer’ and I was definetely not, so she was bailed earlier than me. And now she was officially free.

My exterior showed her that I was happy while I knew inside that I was literally dying to be with her.
I didn’t know if I was upset over the fact that she was leaving before me or over the truth that she was leaving me all alone there.

Soon after saying her good-byes to me, she was gone and as sad it sounded, I was left all alone there.
From the small conversation we had before, I knew for sure, something had changed in me. With every passing minute my hope of seeing her again was increasing badly.

I knew, she was going to visit me soon in some cell as a prisoner because she liked stealing and the atmosphere there.; atleast this was what she told me during our conversation.
So I did, what I thought was best for me. I waited.
The days I spent there in prison cell, I did nothing more than the so-called ‘waiting’ for her to return for once.

But she never did.
My hope of seeing her again was now shattered. I was somewhat broken. I knew all the time I’d spent thinking about her made my mind struck with a sudden realization- I had feelings for her. Strong feelings.

Nothing could be done now to get back to her, or atleast rewind it all.

Two or so days later, my best-friend- Sarah, who was well aware of my liking towards the jail-atmosphere, bailed me out. This was the first time, when I was happy about my freedom.
Maybe because, somewhere, I had this hope of meeting her again. Only if I knew I was wrong.

After my return from the prison, I found myself changed. I was more desperate and restless. My friends were trying hard to talk to me, but I was ignoring them.

A week later, Sarah came to visit me in my flat.
The look she gave me while entering my room, was no doubt meant only one thing- She was suspicious. And who wouldn’t be?
My flat was a whole mess, the clothes were lying everywhere but in the almirah.
Trashed beer cans and remains of eaten pizzas were scattered all over the drawing room. So,ofcourse she had to had that look in her eyes; for I was not at all like this before my last visit to the jail.
I also knew that no matter what, my bestfriend was not at all good in accepting something which was not at all similar to her, without any good reason.

So, I sighed helplessly and spilled everything from the start to the end.

She looked at me wide-eyed, like it was not at all normal for me to have such feelings for a girl, I barely knew or met in a jail cell. Ok. Maybe Not!

Another thing was that she was not aware of my liking towards girls. So I didn’t know if she would take this normally or not.

I was expecting a long lecture from her, but what I got was something really unexpected.
“Oh.My.God! Ella has a crush!”

So that was it. A beginning of her non-stop rambling and interrogating sessions.
But in the end, we both knew my ‘crush’ would be crushed nonetheless. My conscience believed it.

“Hey,you’ll find her soon, El!”- She used to say, but I knew somewhere that it was all for my sake. She knew the truth.
Days passed and I never got to see her again. Not a single glimpse of her.

Slowly I was coming back on the track and over her too. But her face was something hard to forget.

Months passed and I found nothing about her.

One fine day,while strolling around,my eyes rested upon a face, I had been longing to see before. There she was, dressed in a short crop-top and high-waisted shorts, looking perfect as she looked before. Though this time, her beauty was something from a higher level.

She hadn’t seen me yet, instead was in a real haste as she was literally running to reach somewhere important. I decided to go behind her, so that I could introduce myself again to her in correct time.
Her stop was at a fancy looking cafe,but why? I thought.
Soon,I came to know why? She was here to meet someone.
There was this extremely good looking guy, seated on a chair, waiting for her.

My heart dropped and my heart-beats quickened, but somehow I stopped myself from assuming something bad.

‘Maybe her brother’- Though his features were not at all similar to hers in anyway,ubut I consoled myself regardless to anything.

I was still standing at the door when Valentina reached the table he was sitting at.
‘Maybe her friend’- I thought again. when she hugged him tightly than someone would ever hug their friend, I doubted.

In a hope of getting everything sorted out, I took a seat behind their table. So that they couldn’t see me, but I could.

They were sitting closer to each-other, holding hands and doing everything a normal couple would do together.

‘Hey. She hasn’t said an ‘I love you’ yet. How could you say she loves him?’- My conscience tried to make me believe in her lies.

“Oh! I love you too.”- She said those three words, with a long emphasis on the ‘too’ which carried an extremely cute accent, words which I had been longing to hear from her but alas..!

My crush was crushed right there, when the reality of her being in love with someone hit me hard.
My heart was broken, and my insides were crying in acute pain.
Everything was over now. Seemed as if that was all a dream in which I was living so far, but now it was all shattered and I was harshly thrown back to reality.

I stood up silently from my seat and ran away from there; away from my now-ex crush’s life.
It took me almost a year to overcome the big loss of my life. But this loss definitely changed me. I, now, was no longer a thief. Long gone were the likings of mine, including of me liking the atmosphere of the jails. Outer world was more fresher and nicer.

When I’d lost Valentina,I thought it was a big loss. But then again, with every loss came a double gain.
No matter how hard it felt to forget Valentina, I forgot her finally. Because with time, I found someone worth living for.
My love of life-Sarah, yes, the same Sarah who got excited when I told her about my feelings towards Val.
The same Sarah who never did react against my attraction towards the girls. That was because, she was same as me.
So that was it. I found my love as my best-friend.
Life was good now,I tell you.
My first and last crush was officially over and long forgotten now.
It was one month now, when we came into a relationship. So we decided to celebrate it like every normal couple would do.
Sarah and I decided to go to a cafe which she thought served the best coffee and snacks.
When we reached the cafe, I found out that this was the same cafe where I had found out about Valentina’s affair. This succeeded in bringing a tinge of pain inside of me. After all, first crush was the first crush.
When we entered the cafe, I saw something which I thought I wouldn’t get to witness ever.
We found Val there, all smiling and looking as gorgeous as before, but this time with a ‘girl’ and that same boy she was with before, sitting all together. I got shivers as I saw her again.
My whole world came falling down to earth from the cloud I had been living on, when I saw the hand of the other girl on Val’s thigh. No doubt, now I was confused.
That hand should be of that guy, right? Why was he sitting away from Val, while the girl was little too close to Val..?!

She could touch her anywhere she wanted to, as they were sitting on the same V.I.P. side, where we had booked our place. There were no chairs there but instead big sofas were lined one after other, so that the couples could get cozy with each other. But I was confused about her now. If she was here in this private side of the cafe,then shouldn’t she be here with the guy only? Why with that ‘new’ girl?

There was only one way to get my answers. I ended up heading to their table, where they were sitting, and laughing together. I felt a sudden pang of remorse when I saw that girl’s hand on Val’s thigh.

For their attention, I coughed a little and that was when Val saw me. She smiled and stood up to greet me.

“Oh Hi Elle. Long time? How are you?”- She asked.

I smiled back and replied- “Oh I am very fine. Yes, I didn’t get to meet you before.”

She giggled adorably.

“Oh yes. We never got to meet after that jail meet. So what are you doing here?”
She asked, looking curious all of sudden. Or maybe I thought so.

“Oh I am here with my girlfriend Sarah. What about you?” I looked at the other girl and that boy curiously while asking her the question, I had wanted to ask since ages. (I felt so).

She smiled and first introduced the boy who was now smiling too.
“Oh he is Robert,my cousin”. She turned to face the girl and took her hand in hers.
“And she is Julia. My love and soon-to-be-wife…”
I zoned out from everything she had said afterwards. All what grabbed my attention was her using the word-‘wife’.

Wife? What?

I processed everything slowly. To my extreme bad luck, I found everything connected and well, obvious too.
The incident when I’d lost Val that day was nothing but Val and her cousin sitting and conversing together.

She said that ‘I love you’ to her brother. Crap. Now that was not what I’d expected to be.

“Earth to Elle!!”

Someone interrupted my train of thoughts and I found four pair of curious eyes looking at me. Fourth one belonging to my oh-so-great-girlfriend Sarah. Remorse had returned and I was crushed again.

Now I knew why they say about not to assume things.

“Oh nothing. I just zoned out. Erm..Anyway Bye Val and you guys. I and Sarah need to leave. Enjoy”
I blurted as soon as I could.

Sarah looked at me. She understood my perplexed behavior, she knew I wasn’t feeling well.

“oh yes! We’ve to go.”
Sarah said and grabbed my hand.

“Bye guys. Happy one-month anniversary.”- Val chirped and I looked at her only to regret later.

Only if I had not assumed that time, She would be mine and I would be the one sitting near her and holding her hand.
Only if I hadn’t assumed.
Oh wait, Sarah is still in my life.

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