Review of Ashwin Sanghi's 'The Krishna Key'

Hello Everyone...
Apologies that the review on Aswin Sanghi's 'The Krishna Key' took longer than calculated. It just been a busy bee month for me and I can't wait to sit down, relax and rewind with a glass of chilled wine.

Hoping (fingers crossed) that, that day would come soon. I ♥ my work and there fore transform into the world's most pathetics workoholic kinds once I have something work-related on my mind.

So, without further delay, here it is...
The review on Ashwin Sanghi's 'The Krishna Key'

Ashwin Sanghi's Krishna Key is a gripping who-dunnit crime-story, perhaps modelled on Dan Brown's best-seller 'The Da Vinci Code'. Ashwin Sanghi's tale fantabulously captures the mystery surrounding the legends of Krishna's birth and death. In this volume of 108 episodes, Sanghi very confidently links the mythology and the modern to hypnotise his readers to start believeing his narration. Though claimed as a work of fiction based upon sound research, the narrative details of places and times are so convincingly  analysed and portrayed that the reader is persuaded to apply a 'willing-suspension-of-disbelief' and accept the narrators construct. Sanghi succeeds in relating the various influences on the Indus Valley Civilization to the Mughal Period to the present times.

But as the incredible narration assisted with symbols, signs and slokas comes to an end, the reader is able to distinguish between thruth and illusion, reality and fantasy. He realises that Taarak Vakil is only a serial killer- a victim in the hands of Evil represented by Priya, Garg and their ilk. Krishna and Taarak can have no comparisons. Krishna could see through the evil games of Kamsa and the Kauravas, Taarak is an easy prey to a sinister conspiracy.

The plot provides Ashwin Sanghi, the writer to introduce Ravi Mohan Saini, a knowledged historian to take his readers through the various stories of Indian mythology, history and science. But surprisingly enough the all-knowing Prof. Saini is unable to read the machinations of Priya who poses as a research student. The plot also provides a thrilling romance of Mohan and Radha.

All in all, 'The Krishna Key' is an exciting book, a wonderful blend of suspence and thrill, but the end of the story is very weak- the total surrender of the three criminals is not a worthy ending to this labrynthian narration.

Rating: 3.5/5

This book review is part of the Book Review program initiated by Blogadda.com
 

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As part of breast cancer awareness, I have decided to write a feature on it!! Join my thought and spread the word.

Keeping fingers crossed!!!!!!

We don’t live in the telegraph period. We live in the fuzzy front end generation equipped with an iPad which sings you to bed! There are no sweet sweater weaving grandmothers or mothers who make pickles with each seasonal change. To cut the story short, I was waiting for my appointment letter. It’s just a bloody, f*@# e-mail… Electronic mail and it was much slower in its arrival than the telegraph!

Each day I woke up, in a messy bed, surrounded by my foot cream, book I was reading late night, my comb, the earrings which I wore the previous day and Tharun. Each morning I prayed to all the gods and gave special respects and homage to Jesus, only to be left alone the whole day without any “good news”. Many a times I made cynical promises to the divine being on quitting my habit of getting annoyed at imperfections and ultimately creating a gloomy atmosphere around me, only if the job came around! I was a very demanding worshipper for sure. I kept my fingers crossed each time the phone rang. I thought that the HR might have experienced the mail bouncing back and decided to give me a call. But Alas! It was only the laundry guy.

Whenever Tharun gave me his golden words of advice and tried to inculcate in me the thought that it’s “alright”, I would only pounce back like a hungry tigress. He would learn the lesson of patience and retrieve in to his den like a small puppy but that wouldn’t satisfy me and I would chase him down to tell him ‘exactly how I feel’.

As months went back and time elapsed, I realized that keeping the fingers crossed is not doing much! It’s only causing pain to my fingers and they ached every time I turned them in any direction now. So that was the end of that!

Ultimately after about three months of waiting, the HR called, right when I was in the middle of haggling for something at the local market.  Mind you, the HR didn’t represent the company I had put my resume with and attended interview for… it was another job altogether! Let’s say that the crossing of the fingers didn’t work for something it was crossed for but ultimately the result was what I was looking out for!

Moral of the story- Cross the fingers or not, life takes you towards the direction you desperately want to go!

 

This is my contribution towards "write over the weekend" initiative by blogadda.. and M loving it!

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SOS to Parents!!!!!!

So here’s the deal! I got a new car. That’s no big news these day because everyone’s buying one and buses honk the road filled and clogged with mini, arrogant, haunt cars! But my issue is that people let loose their children and they go on to become tiny, rodent-like nuisance. Many might consider my language and the way of speech completely politically and geographically (I should live on MARS) incorrect. But have you considered the fact that my dialogues and furry could be a direct result of the pain cause due to an indirect assault no my heart?
I &hearts; kids. They are cute at birth, funny as toddler but hooligans as school-goers! As I re-read this article I realize that I am pouring out vengeance and on the brink of complete volcanic eruption.

Parents in this generation are less considerate, more selfish and the least gracious people. Children are a reflection of their personality. Coming back to the story of my car, I simply love it. Everyone does! But the scenario of love-hate becomes very evident when some tiny dweek tries to sabotage it. So children play in the parking area and jump on my car. I see footprints all over the newly waxed, shiny, sparkling black coloured vehicle of my dreams (not exactly my dreams… that’s would be an exaggeration!)

It looks like dweeks have nothing to do but to play in that area and to their enjoyment and my extreme disappointment they were sliding all over the car. The watchman was questioned who very honestly and in complete modesty replied that when he tried to talk to the parents, they merely ignored him with a non-lucid statement, “Where will our children play, if not here?”

So I wrote a letter complaining to the landlord about the issue!

Flat 203

Al Asmawi Bldg,
Al Qusais,
Dubai, U.A.E.

 Date: 2/10/2012

 Subject: Damage to vehicles in the covered parking area

Dear Sir/ Madam,

 It has been frequently noted that children living in this building play in the covered parking area. This has caused damage to our cars and generated angry towards the irresponsibility of the parents.

 The watchman was informed about this situation and he tried to talk to the parents as well. But the parents did not take any heed of what he told them and replied by saying that their children have no other place to play other than the parking area.

 These parents might not have their cars parked in the covered parking and feel no responsibility towards other cars. None of this is our concern.

 Kindly issue notice and take strict action on this regard.

 Hope that this problem will be looked into at the earliest.

Thank you,

Reshma George

Please take note that parents are supposed to teach children the right way to life and as youngsters/young parents we need to know what’s right and what’s not! Please… new-generation parents teach your children manners! That will be the best education you give them!