Spending 3K in Shoppersstop and then waiting for my new jeans to be length adjusted..(yes.. I am vertically challenged as some of my friends claim.. Screw u all..).. i happened to see what I always wish to ignore.. Crossword.. (book store in general).. and found this new book on the store named Oh!! shit not again.. Preface reads “A good read..no promise intended” so I took my Credit Card once again.. ( damn I wish to cut my credit card in million of pieces as every time I see anything that I might like.. I always find that in my room next day..Bloody credit card firms.. and this human greed.. working just as aptly as they wanted on me)..

I had this weird flavor for all new comers or say debutantes novelist and hence when I saw the title of the book, I looked forward to this book thinking it would be an amicable reading.. But just like the title.. every page I read.. I felt.. Oh shit not again!!.. every twist framed in the story is armored with sad fiction and a pathetic imagination. (no Loku, you can’t be rude.. Hey com’on.. its his first book… ) some three stories that try to find a common link as the central character of this book.. and all three of them are inflated with intoxicated story points..

For some reason, this young and new genre of novel writing, specially Indian, has a tendency of going under pants to capture every movement this little boneless manhood makes or under the shirt of a scenic charm (read women/girl.. in gist Females) to find stimulus for male hormones.. The same is the case with Mandar Kokate, some 100 times he let the conscience of his central character walk under pants to figure out if he is still a potent machine. Well!! a few times, it adds to giggling of the emotions but then it turns ugly when almost each time Raj ( the central character of the story) saw a girl, he needed to adjust the trousers.. what is he.. some sort of psycho..

I repent every second  I spent on reading this book.. (why would i read it then..simply because It was the test of patience and ability to control your frustration.. and jhakkaas.. I have a lot of ittttttttt). No but.. seriously.. Mr. Mandar.. what were you thinking when you had your final reading of the book.. and hello.. someone tell me the name of the person or the board who/which nominated this book for some literature awards somewhere..

A better use of the book is the give to terrorist groups and asked them to read.. A million will die of guilt of reading it.. and I bet my life.. if half of them turn to mental asylum in case such a work is ever repeated..

Alas.. yet another disappointed investment of my money..  Listen, not every IIM/IIT prodigy can or should turn author.. We have friend to serve a purpose.. to draw you away from any such temptation.. Hope I am able to convey my message…

Next on read is Almost Single..

Cheers

Loku

Tags: Book Review, humor, Mandar Kokate, oh!! shit not again