A book by a doctor from Ranchi…most likely autobiographical, nothing to write about, more like a B minus bollywood movie.
Begins well and then loses its plot, meandering towards it’s closure of 450 pages.
The only reason I ordered was the deal on flipkart and my enthusiasm to see if Indian authors are making the cut.
I write, review, rant, rave, on a variety of personal things. Call it Mindcasting. The written word has been my long time friend – jotting down thoughts based on what I read, heard, saw or recording my own experiences for later reference.
Its quite a boring book. I had got the book some 2 years back, just finished reading it recently. I also got a couple of other books by Indian authors, however after C-Bag everyone seems to be writing books about their life in college.