An excellent, unparalleled plot coupled with amazing story-telling!
To be honest, I did not expect this from an Indian author. It was a pleasant surprise.
God is a Gamer by Ravi Subramanian
My rating: 5 of 5 stars⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐
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A thriller that managed to make Sidney Sheldon and Dan Brown look like kiddos scribbling random stuff.
I’m not going to give anything away in the name of spoilers. Everybody who reads this book deserves to go into it without having any preconceived notions. If you think that Indian authors don’t cut it as Thriller authors – then take this! In your face ! (Yep, that’s my experience literally. I am sorry Ravi Subramanian, I should have picked up your book earlier. I was judgmental and wrong.)
The author clearly knew what he was doing. He has done his research and his home work perfectly. He is an exemplary, masterful, superlative story crafter in the Thriller genre. Continue reading
You deserve respect. Earn it. Stop begging for it.
Enough of this wretched life…
I was blinded by them,
Handicapped by them,
Stripped of my life,
Orphaned by them.
Why am I
In a place that calls me a Cancer,
And not where I am a Gift?
Why am I
In a place that treats me like a Disease
And not where I am treated like a Queen?
Nine months of unrest later,
I stepped into the world with spite.
Broken in the mould,
How can I reshape to anything else?
Keep looking at the sunshine and you won’t see the shadow,
Trying to heal my previous wounds,
One, two…fifty…seventy eight…
I don’t want no more wounds; no new wounds.
I only want to heal and be whole.
Had my bones broken by them,
Made to believe I needed support for my back.
Took me a while,
But I realized I have a spine.
And I am my own support.
For without the wounds,
I couldn’t have known the medicine inside me.
Within layers of flesh, blood and mind
Deep down, a lost treasure of self-belief.
This Brilliant GOLDEN energy!
This abundant energy!
That tells me the Universe is my backbone.
The Universe supports me.
(I wrote this poem one late night when I felt the overwhelming need to do something about the hurt, betrayal and incarcerated feelings. While taking therapy has helped me slowly move away from the negativity in my life, it poses a constant threat even now. I am still looking for a permanent solution….that means there are more poems to come, so yeah! )