Posts tagged "mystery"
The adrenalin rush of chasing a killer

The adrenalin rush of chasing a killer

Let me begin by writing that I stay quite near Paharganj and have walked through its lanes and by-lanes many times. The place is densely packed, is reputed to have the birth place of crime in the capital just round the corner, is full of hotels for back-packers with quite a few of them known...
Verzeih mir! This book isn’t just a thriller

Verzeih mir! This book isn’t just a thriller

Verzeih mir! This book isn’t just a thriller Review of ‘The Trail of Four’ by Manjiri Prabhu   When you read a book where ‘shadowy shapes splashed with twilight orange’, interiors ‘scintillate under the stucco ceilings’, the banks of the lake has ‘lit torches perched like sentinels’, and one of the characters realises that ‘jealousy...
The visible is the mystery

The visible is the mystery

No, there is no cellar in our house and no attic, no hidden cupboards and no passageways opening up when you strike the wall in a particular way. I remember there was a time when all this troubled me a lot… but I was in school then and was reading a lot of Ellery Queen...
Your mission

Your mission

Life is a mind-boggling suspense thriller. No murders here. And there are no killings. There are no slimy double-faced traitors and there is no scope for spies. Life is indeed a rather unique thriller where we are always trying to find the real person within us. The real person within us? You mean I am...
Why do rivers run?

Why do rivers run?

We were in a train going from Delhi to Jhansi and as we crossed the river Chambal, my four year old son sat transfixed looking out. He had been looking out throughout the journey, but after we crossed this river he turned to his mother and asked, ‘Where is the river going?’ ‘A river runs,’...
Let mysteries unravel on their own

Let mysteries unravel on their own

When you say nothing at all You say it all With a cursory glance A cursive stance And then all I can do Is to look at you! ‘He wrote these lines for a car?’ I asked with incredulity spiking my tone. She replied, ‘Well, he is the sort who treats the inanimate too as...
Smiles, poetry and a little intrigue

Smiles, poetry and a little intrigue

I sit with my body taut And fingers fidgeting mindlessly The mind though is working Trying to find out If it still wants to search For the right word This happens every time I sit down to write a poem. And I forgot to say that the eyes too Slowly scan up and down Without...

Paddle with the Current

Thoreau wrote: “You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land, there is no other life but this.” A couple of years ago, while my husband and I were on vacation,...