Sometimes its difficult to trust especially when you are being venerable. But then love is all about opening up, being venerable. What if someone chose not to?
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A Night at Achanakmar
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Sharing with you a quote from my upcoming work. Its a short story and not horror this time.
A day that marks the official announcement of the Durga Puja celebrations. Still thinking what to make of this day? Here is what can keep you busy throughout the day.
Here is the opportunity to flaunt your new saree. Probably cotton and silk saree call for this occassion. Preferably light shades to keep you both comfortable and look elegant throughout the puja ceremony in the pandal. Also keep your makeup and accessories to the minimal.
Evening time you can grearup for another stunning round of fashion trends. Both sarees and dresses are the call of the time. Get into your best attire and enjoy the festive ambiance with family and friends. Now is the time for pandal hopping and enjoying cultural programs. And don’t forget to enjoy the lavish bengalisnacks and cuisines.
Panchami is the unofficial start of the Durga Puja of the bengalis.
So whats special on this day?
- The arrival of Durga idol in the pandal.
- The dhakis beat the drum to announce the arrival of the Mother.
- The pandal comes alive with the crowd. You can laze around watching the latest fashion trend live in the pandal or even set the trend.
- And for the food lovers, there is always Anand Mela which in which the community ladies and gents sell home made food. No need to cook dinner enjoy food in the pandal with family and friends.
So enjoy this Navratris and Durga puja with lots of fun and passion.
Love is all about desire and passion.
Depends on how you love your person.
Every festival in India has its own flavours. Navratris is one of them. For ten days and nights Goddess Amba is worshipped in various forms. Bengalis worship the Mahishasurmardini form of the Goddess Amba. From panchami the Durpa puja celebrations of the bengalis start.
However, the festivities doesnot start from that day. It starts much before the arrival of the Goddess. Yes gearing up for the celebration is more exciting than anything else. Especially with the ladies.
Shop hopping for the latest saree, accessories and all is part of this excitement.
And today I want to highlight the essence of the glass bangles topping the accessories list. I love to flaunt my glass bangles during the festival. My favourite bangle shop here offers all variety of glass bangles and the best part is the slamesman are marvelous in making a designer set for you in no time.
I love to…
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My latest horror book has been compared to Bollywood movies by the readers. Here are a few of them
– very well narrated by the author in a dramatic way just like a Bollywood movie
-The story reminded me of the Bollywood move Kaal.
– it kind of felt like a Bollywood horror movie I watched few years back,
So I can hear #bollywood calling.
What do you think?
A Night at Achanakmar
Jungle Series Book 2
(Standalone Novelette)
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And some promotion moments from Amazon
A night at Achanakmar is at #21 #bestsellerhorror list today. Very proud to share space with Stephen King and Dan Brown. Doesn’t happen always.
Also Amazon recommending my work to the horror lovers.
Title: The Mohanbari Murders
Author: Esha Pandey
Blurb
Simran, the swashbuckling, no-nonsense new ASP of the Mohanbari District is baffled when a nine-year-old is found dead in a busy market lane. Determined to crack her first heinous crime, she doesn’t leave any stone unturned. While trying to figure out the case her path crosses with Major Imran. Sparks fly, but she is determined to hate him. As the matter gets more complicated, Simran begins to trust Imran.
Running through the nooks and alleys of dingy Mohanbari and the mysterious forest nearby, Simran must solve the mystery before the murderer strikes again.
Excerpt
Simran mulled over her third cup of lal chai in the SHOs chamber. It was a typical police office. Portraits of Gandhi ji and Baba Saheb lurked in opposite corners, on the wall with the honour board, behind the wooden chair. A big whiteboard with details about court cases for the week and important investigations graced the south wall. The north wall was reserved for DKBasu’s Guidelines on Arrest. The west wall in front of the chair was a glass partition from where the entrance and the duty officer’s room were visible.
Deeply craving a cigarette, Simran involuntarily put her pen in her mouth as placebo. Investigation in a murder case, that too of a child, is urgent and should take precedence over everything. A police officer’s life, however, is not that simple. Her small red notebook was filled with all that she had to do and an important page in that was dog eared and labelled “Murder: 9 years old”. Her meticulous note-making skills while helping her in complying to all the orders passed by the seniors, were also a bane, because she never forgot anything. Another page which was folded into half bore the name of Major Imran surrounded by multiple circles doodled in anger. A small devil caricature also graced the page.
Two months since her joining as Assistant Superintendent of Police, Simran had run into Major Imran on two occasions. Imran had tried hard to impress her in the first meeting, at the evening gathering at the Mess. Dressed in his best formals, Imran had paid attention to Simran all evening and cracked stupid jokes to make her laugh. All Simran could think about was how short he was. She had been kind to him, but there was no attraction. None whatsoever. Imran followed it up with a message next morning.
“Morning Ma’am! Shall we catch up on coffee in the evening?- Imran”
Aghast at his forwardness, she replied a curt no.
“Morning…not possible…I am busy-Simran”
“L Imran”
Simran wanted to make a sighing smiley but held back. She was distracted the whole day and cursed Imran for making her uncomfortable.
The second meeting was more eventful. They met at a high-profile intelligence meeting, where Imran completely ignored her. A curt nod in acknowledgment of her existence was all she got from the Major, who looked dapper that morning in his Olive Greens. He was not that short after all. Simran’s ego had been bruised by Imran’s neglect.
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About the author
Esha Pandey
Esha Pandey, is an author and a police officer. She made her debut as an author with her book Kiss of Life and Other Stories, a collection of short stories. Esha currently lives in New Delhi. She is an Indian Police Service (IPS) officer of the 2010 batch.
Esha has a Masters in International Relations and Masters of Philosophy in American Studies from Jawaharlal Nehru University, Delhi. Before becoming a civil servant, she dabbled with the idea of being a journalist and worked with Times of India as a copyeditor. She has won a United Nations FPA Award for Excellence for the “Best Short Story”.
Esha has kept her passion for writing alive through her tough assignments in policing because writing is music for her soul. Her TDH hero is her partner for life, her husband Rajiv, who supports her in all her endeavors. When she is not doing either, policing or writing, she is busy dealing with her two bundles of naughtiness, her sons. She can be reached at twitter.com/PandeyEsha and https://www.facebook.com/EshaPandeyAuthor/ .
