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Book review: Mehboob Murderer

Mehboob Murderer by Nupur Anand is a fast-paced thriller, set in Mumbai. The story revolves around a shootout, when the 80-year-old CafĂ© Mehboob is targeted by a murderer. Six people are gunned down mercilessly. The narrator makes us take particular interest in their lives, while making a point about how victims are people, who matter more than catchy news headlines. This book is also an encounter with a city in all its loneliness. Mehboob Murderer will be able to interest mystery lovers and if you are living in the city of Mumbai, you will be able to relate to the narratives in the book!  Mehboob Murderer (2019) Author: Nupur Anand Publisher: Om Books International Genre: Fiction, Mystery With the third person point of view, the narrator watches Inspector Intekhaab Abbas, a celebrated police officer, and his team, crack the murder case. They are given 14 days to catch the murderer, and shift the attention of news channels from the incident. What follows is a fast-paced

Didi tum maar khaogi?

When she says: Didi tum maar khaogi? My little neighbour states the very obvious. Her elder sister has just pushed her off the back seat of their red bicycle. There is another who is busy drawing herself in circles behind the cycle. She goes round and round and round… The youngest one of them hasn’t turned up today. She is busy creating an earth on the wall below this floor. When the neighbour repeats: Didi tum maar khaogi? The one behind the cycle, Circling, answers: “Haan. Abhi plate laati hun!”

In an effort to forget the old home

In an effort to forget the old home I have started keeping eyes open. Afternoon naps have been four Since I came here. Last Thursday when our professor asked us to write ‘What does this city mean to you’ I wrote about how I took the wrong bus That I missed seeing a letter - 405 and 405 A do not take you to same place. That I was so sure of A being absent I didn’t see its presence. A group of boys on the bus Described walls of Delhi Gate to their friends (and to the not so crowded bus) One said ‘Look at India Gate!’ We were passing by Lal Quila. He immediately corrected himself.