Some love stories end. Some simply learn to exist differently. That is what stayed with me after reading Ashritta Saran’s Parallel Heartbeats. Ash and Aaryan find each other when they are young enough to believe that loving someone deeply should be enough. But growing up has a way of complicating even the purest emotions. Ambition enters. Distance enters. Circumstances enter. And eventually, two people who once felt like each other’s entire world have to discover who they

There are some novels you don’t enter—they slowly sit beside you, like an old friend who knows your silences better than your words. That was my experience while reading When We Fell Upward: Love Doesn’t Lift or Fall. It Remembers by Veerendra P. Jagadale. I didn’t rush through it. I found myself pausing—not because the narrative demanded effort, but because the emotional memory inside it asked to be respected. At its core, this is not a story about rising. It is a story ab

There’s a peculiar kind of madness that only Mumbai can offer — the kind that smells like rain on asphalt, sounds like a thousand horns arguing at once, and feels like hope stubbornly pushing through chaos. Vrushali Samant’s Madness in Mumbai: When Forty Gets Naughty bottles that madness, shakes it up with heartbreak, humour, and heat — and hands it to you with a wink. It’s fizzy, messy, and utterly intoxicating. Vrushali Samant, who’s known for her sharp wit and eye for em

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If you’ve ever gone through the pain of heartbreak and wondered whether you’d ever be able to love again, Why Not Me?-2 by Anubhav...