“I am born with a set of good and bad/ Would have made all good, if another chance I had.”

told through the eyes and minds of two young women aspiring to break through the stereotypes in Indian society, this one is scarily close to the perceived reality of what would probably be true of so many corporate-criminal-neta nexus.

The author tries and succeeds in bringing to us the dilemma of right and wrong. For isn’t this the singlemost important question every human mind faces on a daily basis, and which has the power to change the course of lives that we may or may not touch personally? But then we also have our compulsions, which may be created internally or by our wants, fear, greed and so on. We abide by these compulsions, thinking life is a by-product. This book talks about these very fears and compulsions and what they can make us think, feel and do.

Funny moments are few but these add up to the build-up that will befall and the unhidden missing links are finally revealed. Poems in the book add to the mystique and are, in a way, the only white in this really dark tale of lust for power and fear of freedom.

Personally, I would have liked the book to be double the length it is, since that would have given the author to add more meat to the characters and incidents. Racy though it is, it also seems to have the effect of missing the slow thinking provocation that a thriller and scheming saga needs.