Love Beyond 22 Yards by Sourabh Mukherjee

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Ratings: 3/5 stars

The book is provided by Arudhaa Club in exchange for a genuine review.

About the Book:

Bollywood and Cricket, the two religions that unite Indians across the globe. When they come together, the attraction is magnetic. Through the years, heroes on the field have been bowled over by silver screen goddesses. Some of them broke conventions and defied societal norms. Love Beyond 22 Yards is a collection of immortal, true love stories between cricketers and Bollywood divas, who dared to fight against the world for their love. Continue reading


Confess it

I think, by now, everyone knows what sarahah is. Though I wanted to actually add a chatbox in this post, anonymous of course for this feature post thing I have in mind now, I couldn’t figure it out.

But anyway, point is.. I want this to be the new thing on my blog. Like the letters and the 1001 stories.

The pattern is simple. Open the link, drop by an anonymous message, a confession, a story, a quote, anything you wish and I’ll do something creative about it.

Already know of a couple readers who are regular on the blog, so I’d really appreciate it if you messaged. 🙂

Whatever you wish to share, anything you wish to say to me. This is it. The moment.



Letter to Mr No Labels#3 Pineapple ice cream

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How come you’re the only person who likes my hair tied up? Yeah, this is another letter to you because I just can’t seem to stay away no matter what I make up my mind regarding. And how can I? When you wake up at 4 am just because I am unable to sleep.
When you give me the space because you think you’re getting too serious. And tell me ‘I don’t wanna be your lover. I just want to remain a freak for you.’
Do you know how adorable that is? I get high just looking at your face and when I’m already high. Well then, there’s just you I want to talk to. Because you’re the only one who gets it. Continue reading

Letter to Mr No Labels #2 I’m done.

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I’m done contemplating what I felt for you because it’s already in the past. There’s no ‘us’ anymore. There never will be. Perhaps, there never was. I’m done trying to see if it could still work out. I won’t be making all the efforts this time. You took your chance. It’s over now. I’m done keeping you in my mind and in my letters. Yeah, I promised you a hundred letters but guess what? I rarely make promises because I know I never keep them. So this may be the last letter I write for you. Or it may not. Depends on where life takes me. Continue reading

Letter to Mr No-Labels#1 The Time it hurt

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The time when you didn’t tell me I would see you today but showed up, announced. It was great.
The time you looked at me and broke into a smile and I couldn’t say another word but, ‘Hey. What’s up? Everything okay?’ It wasn’t us. But I suppose, it has been a while.
The time you called me up, even though you were fifteen steps away. I smiled, until you spoke and it was just work that needed care. Continue reading

Letter to Myself #1 Destroying something Beautiful

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Dear future me who is reading this,

I like the sensation of destroying something beautiful.

If I see a beautiful face, I want to carve on it with a blade. If I see a beautiful building, I want to tear it apart brick by brick with my bare hands. I wish I had that power.

Or maybe I do, only I destroy intangible beautiful things and while it may fulfill the purpose, there’s not much satisfaction in it.  Continue reading