The Secret Wish List -by Preethi Shenoy - Review

Having read her three books, I didn't want to miss her fourth one too.

The book is a complete refresher. This book is so well narrated, that you will travel along with the characters in the book. The journey in which you wouldn't want to take a break.I was completely engrossed that i never took a break for 4 hours.

The protagonist portrayed as a bubbly teenager errs once and is punished for a lifetime with unhappy marriage. The story is all about how the protagonist makes a secret wishlist and eventually steps out of her marriage vows to achieve it. After all that was the unwritten point in the wishlist.

The characters in the book are so well portrayed that you rightly empathize. I was able to sketch them and  visualize every scene. Oh no ! My screenplay had some beautiful songs too.!!

The author messed up a little with timing towards the end of the book, as the protagonist gets busier with life. Anyway that was too  minor and goes almost unnoticed and she asks the reader to make a wishlist at the end and challenges that you wouldn't know where it would take you.

The book leaves you with a feel good factor and would definitely make a good story line for the silver screen.

Hoping against Hope

The dusk of the new year eve, there I stood
Scared to resolve,
Confused to plan,
For I believed uncertainties would have its toll.
Mishaps happen,
Bad times come,
But where they meant to stay longer???
But they did stay back.
Wise would say, I let it stay..
I tried fighting... I broke my limbs
I tried running away... I was chased.
Unhappiness, Frustration, negativity has become the language of my mind.
I told myself something would change for the better.
Am I hoping against hope??

Thought Disease

"You suffer a thought disease Sir" said the physician.Yes I do.. Wish I had a solution !!!


Wish I had a delete button to remove all clutter from my thoughts
Wish I had a refresh button to cheer up the bad mood
(Sigh)
Wish I had a ctrl+alt+del to open a task manager window to kill unwanted thoughts

Wish I could click on pause to temporarily stop all thoughts for a while

Oh no ..
Wish I could hit end see my thoughts on the last day of my life
Wish I could hit home and get back to my mother's womb to know what i was thinking
or at least a page down button to peep through the next day's thoughts

Am I asking for more????
Wish I had a restart button, to start life all over again

The Unwelcome Guest!!

Why would you trouble me like this?
I don't want to see you anymore
You are so painful.
No medicines work effectively.
You make me hate myself..
Though I don't want to give you a place,
You claim space where I don't want you
Your influence is too high,
That even my enemies ask about your impact on me.
You spoil my charm
You spoil my calm
Hey, still people say you reveal femininity..
Oh you! The pimple a on my right cheek..
I know.. you are the outcome of my craving for
a little more sugary
a little more slurpy Jamun.

Celebration!!

It was past midnight
I was fast asleep

I was woken up by some loud noise
I thought I was conscious..
I fell into trance
I could still hear the sound.
I knew that was the sound of celebration
I could hear it near..
No that was from somewhere very far
As time progressed louder and clearer..
There was a sudden flash of light..
I knew that was again from the celebration..
I strained to visualize the celebration..
What could it be ?
Who would be celebrating?
Where was it going on?
There was again a flash of light..
I got annoyed at my friend for leaving the room window open.
I was too sleepy to get up and close it.
I heard a loud sound followed by it..
And I woke up with the splash of water on my face..

It was the celebration in the sky..
I woke up with the smile to know it was thunder and lightning..
With rain drops on my face!!!

Flamboyant Proposal

A painting half done is just paint spilt over paper.
Hey Artist!! Here waits the brush..
A sculpture half finished is a broken stone.
Hey Sculptor!! Here waits the chisel..
A poem half written is an incomplete sentence...
Hey Poet!! Here waits the pen.

Hey Man!!.. You see..
This hand longs for your attention..
This hand yearns for a companion
The owner has made numerous efforts to make beautify it..
It waits to be held
And  awaits the glow of a lustrous metal..
Life without you is incomplete..You complete it......

Shadow - Curse or Cure?

I was too young to resist.. my mother said " don't go out in the sun, play in the shade". I believed the shadows were a cure to avoid curse of not playing outdoors.
Time passed.... New shadows were casted... I am still ignorant of the light..
I was told light would harm.. I trusted shade was safer.
I was told light was dangerous.. I took it to heart.
I was told I shall walk you through... I longed for a drive.
I was told there could be no better shadows...  I never knew what I was denied of.
I was told shadows were personalised gifts..I realized I was already sharing.
I thought I could cast a shadow too... No..That was curse befallen..
I was never let to cast my shadow... I was always over shadowed.
I thought I could fly..I waited
Innocence
I thought I had no wings.. I waited for it to grow.
Immature
I thought my wings were broken.. I waited for it to cure.
Ignorance
I waited for a day to stretch my wings and fly..
Alas... They were tied..
I fought.. I removed...
Now they are broken beyond repair
I wish I was a bird with wings to fly..