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Finders, Keepers by Sapan Saxena
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

All his senses are getting paralysed- he is feeling the footstep of the end.
Death will overcome him-slowly but surely, he can feel the cold jaws embracing his nerves- embracing his memory, past and future….
The man sitting in front of him- is he a lunatic? A psycho? Is killing a game for him?
Or he has deeper intentions-intentions that can only be understood by the helpless man dying a painful death- blood is draining out of him.
“Had he any idea of what fate he had in store for him, the Professor would have arranged a different abode for the secret he possessed, he thought. His only respite was in his belief that the strange looking guy sitting in the chair of his hotel room wouldn’t be able to solve the puzzle after he was dead. Pain was becoming unbearable and his mind was becoming numb with each passing second. “
With the last drop of life left to him- the helpless professor has to perform his last duty-duty for which he can sacrifice even his life….
Will the murderer give him the chance? The murderer –who sets the time of murder-trying to be the god himself-the destroyer of life- the Shiva?
To be or not to be – that is the question?
Thus begun ‘Finders, Keepers’ by Sapan- a gripping tale of devotion, greed and planning- a thriller that will demand all your attention right from the start. As you plunge deep into the book-you will find a mesmerising world-where there is wondrous coexistence of facts and fiction, history and legends, myth and reality.
Welcome aboard to the journey that will take you away –thousands of years ago-when India had advanced remarkably in the field of science and technology-when the sages discovered facts that modern science is yet to think of- and which needs to be guarded from the intruders, from the enemies and from any possible harms.
those days of India-when Buddhism and Hinduism are virtually in a tussle- when India was not only the light of Asia but also the light of the whole world- in those days a need was felt to preserve the harvest of Indian scientific thoughts through ages. There were apparently some twists in the history- some jigsaw puzzles. But if they are added with relevance- a complete picture will surface. a picture-where a method was devised by the Priyadrshi King Asoka-through a secret society- a society of nine unknown men-a society of nine men of promise- whose identity to the outside world will always be hidden. Each of them will act as a guardian of some secret branch of science.
Our writer has made extensive research to add up the missing link-the missing pages of history. History legend folklore, scientific facts all have been blended to form a complete racy thriller-a thriller that is sure to give you a taste of watching a three dimensional movie. It is book of five hundred pages, and the book itself compelled me to finish it one go. The secret association has been represented such mystically that I had no alternative but to compare it with one fictional association-priory of Sion and the grand masters.
“Countless. The first group was incepted in the year 270 BC era. Since then, there have been countless sets of nine unidentified men for each civilization. Anonymously, we have seen the rise and fall of dynasties and civilizations, with decades passing into centuries, but have never come into full public view with our secrets. We have always been one of the oldest and the most powerful societies, but have been so successful in being secretive that in spite off being in existence for more than 2000 years, we are still considered fictional or imaginary whenever our reference is made.”
And through ages only the faces of the guardians will change-but their vows, their duties, their devotion –will remain identical.

The nine unknown men possessed great knowledge-knowledge that is the driving force of perhaps the universe.
And knowledge is power.
Just imagine what power a man may posses if it falls into irresponsible hands.
Perhaps the power to rule the universe…………
Now let us back to the present.

Two murders in the present time- murders shrouded in mystery- were enough to excite the young officer of IB, Shoumilk Halder and writer of Indian mythology Ishan Vajpayee to go for a quest-quest for the motive of the murders. Rituals performed on the bodies of the victims are sure to spin the head of any investigator-somebody may deduce that they are the works of a psycho!

But are they? Or it is the work of a clever brain –who wants to shout to the world-yes, that is the motive behind these murders. A murderer who is there for a mission!
Or the murderer is merely a puppet at the hand of the destiny.
“The signs! Shaivas were characterized by ash smeared all over their body, a symbol to show their respect to Lord Shiva who had ash smeared all over his body. The shaivas also used to have one or other symbol of Lord Shiva on their body. On the first sight both the dead bodies seem to posses a few common and a few uncommon attributes, but if we try to filter out each of them, we can make order out of chaos.”

Murders are committed taking the victim away from their home cities-taking them away form their home as a result of a call –as if the death had called them!
Will our protagonists will be able to reveal the secret of the murderer-who thinks he is light years away from the investigators in terms of strategic planning.
Every now and then bend on the path of the storyline has made the story as exciting as watching a formula one grand prix. Sapan’s style of fading out and fading in from one scene to another has imparted a new script to the story line altogether.
But why I have revealed the secret of nine wise men and then suddenly become silent altogether……
Are there any relations of it with the murders?
Hold your breath readers- picture abhi baki hai!

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Writing from the death cell…..

Autobiography of a Mad Nation by Sriram Karri
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I had the opportunity of having a glance at the Autobiography of a Mad nation today. from the blurb and some reviews and also looking at the background of the writer from the back cover – I concluded that it will be another addition to the countless books on the pros and cons of the glorious democracy of India.
The impact was hard when I started it reading a bit reluctantly –at a cosy A.C coach of Kolkata Metro. It was a forty minute journey. I was so much absorbed at the book that if the voice of the announcer announcing the next destination was not unluckily heard by me- I was sure to miss my station. I was sad that it ended when I was in page 60. The story was running at a breath taking pace –the former CBI chief was interrogating a convicted murder and fascinating facts are about to be revealed, then the announcement marred it all. It should be at least two hours journey then I might have plunge deeper into the storyline- god do always plays spoilsport!
To me it was a thriller from the very beginning- the murder mystery started to grip me so quickly that I forgot the outside world almost instantly. To me there was only an innocent boy trapped in a shadowy world-who needs to be rescued……….
The creative mind of the writer is divided into two parts- one part is a critical and analyzing the contemporary political affairs of India starting as early as the days of democracy and ending the journey depicting the communal riot in Gujarat- and the other part created a thriller that can run your heat beat faster.
The prologue of the story started dramatically –confession of a twenty four years old ‘highly intelligent and neurotic, the kind who reads and thinks a lot and begins to assume that their intellect begets them extra rights’ from his death cell awaiting the capital punishment – convicted in rarest of rare case’ of murdering a neighbourhood boy named Iqbal. In a poetically crafted language- a letter written to the President of the republic- the convicted boy has made some startling revelations that is enough to look at the murder story from a different perspective- even raising doubts that the boy may not be guilty at all
“It would be a small inconsequential error of society if they hang me, wrongly, but society given its right to sentence a guilty man to death, must be passionately guarded against even the tiniest of errors in the exercise of hanging a man to death.”
The small piece of evidence that he has attached with his letter could not be neglected- a video footage showing clearly that something was wrong about the justice done to the boy-something is horribly wrong.
The president requested the former chief of the CBI and the Military Intelligence to go for a trail of the murder. The temptation was irresistible for the old sly fox- both the circumstances and motive behind the murder intrigued him and he accepted the challenge.
Let us take our glance away from the murder mystery for a moment- mysteries are meant to be solved-is not it? But let us look at some puzzles that still haunt India. One of the greatest puzzles is the wonderfully worded Indian constitution which has ensured justice- social, economical and political to all the citizens. Again all these rights can be withdrawn- by due process established by law…..
In other words- state has the power to make every right ensured by the constitution- in the name of the sovereignty of the state. Even your right to life is not guaranteed- mockery of justice can deny you of all rights. If you dare oppose what state says-or more precisely what the party in power says- everything that you have can be jeopardised- including your life. an eminent writer turns out a terrorist in a whisker or a human right’s activist can be tagged as enemy of the people if our glorious democracy so desires or……
Or a person can evaporate in the dark of the night- if he dares criticise the single move of the system.
Where lays the difference with the tyrannical rule in the U.S.SR of Stalin or Germany under Hitler?
Glory-glory for the state- even if individual does not have the basic amenities. We couldn’t have the basic needs fulfilled of billions-even we venture into space, make nukes and dreaming of becoming the permanent member of the UN Security Council. In a sharp satirical language-the space saga of India under the regime of Srimati Gandhi put into fire by the death convict

“abroad a Russian aircraft, high up there in space, powered by inventions ranging from electric power, bulb, rockets, computers, telephones, televisions everything from needle to space travel, to none of which we Indians ever contributed, and the words, our India best, penned by poet Iqbal ,who is alive today would be most hated for the Pakistan he conceptualized and helped create.
….the combination was complete. Russian taxi, salutations to a British monarch, Pakistani poet and the great Indian sentiment……we are the best of the world.”
What a great canvas! What a colourful canvas!
Public is a headless monster and who else know the words better than those on power. at the sake of vote bank- man made riots are created by the state power, amid the tears ,griefs and despair of billions run the golden chariot of the privileged few.
Public sentiment is played as a card in this country of insanity- every win in a cricket is cheered by mad crowd- because they know cheering for a private cricket Board is the zenith of patriotism….
And these are done by the honourable men- all honourable men.
Common man witness in helplessness- any protest is ready to be crushed by the state machinery!

For the time being divert our attention to our plagued system and let us return to the storyline. Vidyasagar immediately sprang into action and the study of the footage revealed two figures- and figures sometimes tell something more than they apparently reveal. he goes deeper into the case-and it turned out something more than just a murder of an abnormal youth causing menace in the locality.
The story gets a surprising turn when the murder could no longer be jugged in isolation but has to be linked up with two more murders- those two murders are more meaningful- more meaningful than the killing of Iqbal. And both the cases hawk eyes of Vidyasagar revealed some thing fishy-in the manner of the evidence being produced in courts, the manner in which evidences are tampered with and in the manner in which the convicts were pronounced guilty.
Murder motives sometimes do hide in the past- in the lives of the players, a public school-five close friends- a stage play- all contributing to the missing links of the murder. Not directly linked up- but somewhere they are all interconnected-like the broken pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
Well- my dear readers- you too are puzzled-I do suppose.
it has to be because an appealing thriller will make you float in the vortex of probability and improbability. This story has crossed the barrier- because towards the end you will be left with your imagination. You have read it all- suspense is slowly eating you up-you can see some figures in silhouette- but you do not know who the masterminds- mastermind behind the crimes.

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