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It Began with a dream..... A story unfolds in Mumbai and ends in a tiny hill station in the Western Ghats. Gulmohar.... is a compelling story, it explores the beauty of mountains and forests and also reveals the dark side of a hill station notorious for its haunted villas.A book that explores Matheran and its folklores. The moment Anamika walked inside the doors of the mini train station, she felt she had entered another dimension. Anamika looked curiously at the size of the tiny steam engine and once she had sat inside on her seat in their compartment she had looked outside the window continuously without moving despite the train standing in the same position for the past fifteen minutes. Guptaji had laughed at her childish enthusiasm but for Anamika it was a whole new world that had opened its door for her to explore. As soon as the train started moving, a few hawkers climbed inside their compartment and started selling a variety of foodstuff, Guptaji bought two Vada-Pao, packets of salted boiled peanuts and two cups of tea.
Near Srinagar, there is a village known as Azambad. Azambad is the home for Zubi and Izu, two children who live in the village with their loving and hard-working parents. Under the Chinar Tree is a story that takes you deep into the valleys and mountains, it will take you over the bridge of the Sona River and into the forest to spot the colourful Monal bird. Under the Chinar Tree is a story book for children and it brings the beauty of the valley alive for the reader. Izu watched the train engine, with its carriages twist snakelike around a corner, the train horn hooted loudly, echoing through the valley, and smoke spiralled upwards disappearing into the sky. Izu waited for the last carriage to pass and then he started walking towards the village market. The streets were damp and there was a mist in the air. The wind carried the scent of Litchi and Cherries to Izu and the boy breathed in deeply. He loved his home, the valley. But Izu missed his father who had to travel so much and stay away from home...
No…. No…No way is this is happening.The morning news made my head spin.I almost passed out on hearing the replay of the broadcast read out by the elegant lady in the mauve saree.The news about the lockdown was aired in the 'Midnight Special' bulletin, so I…along with many other Indians…did not hear about it until today morning.It was everywhere, FM, television.However, when I looked outside, everything seemed ordinary…. Almost.Warm sunlight streamed through my balcony windows. A green parrot perched on my window grill squawked loudly startling me momentarily.But then again something seemed off, and I realized with a jolt…. There was no traffic sound. It was uncanny to wake up to a silent morning in a city like Mumbai with no sound of blaring horns blasted by rude drivers and the screech of a hastily applied brake by one of the bike riding clans.My hands shook, I gulped in air like a fish just caught in the nets by our local fishermen...Lockdown with Dirilis Ertugrul s a fast paced comedy thriller set during the first lockdown faced by Mumbai city. Iram is a housewife and she is obsessed by the Turkish series. The story takes an unexpected twist when iram, her husband and daughter travel to Madh Island to celebrate the marriage anniversary of Faizal's parents. They discover an innocent event can soon turn into a life threatening situation.
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