If you want to read some books and you don't know what to read, here are names of some books that I've read and enjoyed!!!
NOVELS THAT I LIKED THE BEST!!
Grew up with these books!!!!
Baby Sitter’s Club series-by Ann M.Martin
Nancy Drew series-by Carolyn Keene
Sweet Valley series-by Francine Pascal
Mary Kate & Ashley series-many authors
Harry Potter series-by J.K.Rowling
And I read these when I was a 16yr old!!!
18 books of Sidney Sheldon:
Tell me your dreams
Are you afraid of the dark?
The best laid plans
Bloodline
The doomsday conspiracy
If tomorrow comes
Master of the game
The other side of midnight
Memories of midnight
Morning, noon and night
The naked face
Nothing lasts forever
Rage of angels
The sands of time
The sky is falling
The stars shine down
A stranger in the mirror
Windmills of Gods
My serious novel-reads!!!
By Cecelia Ahern:
P.S.I love you
A place called here
By Jeffrey Archer:
Shall we tell the president?
Sons of fortune
As the crow flies
False impression
By John Grisham:
Playing for pizza
Skipping Christmas
The associate
By James Patterson:
Suzanne’s diary for Nicholas
Cross
Beach house
Sundays at Tiffany’s
By Danielle Steele:
Five days in Paris
Leap of faith
Sunset in St. Tropez
Granny Dan
Journey
A Good Woman
Lone eagle
Sisters
Honour thyself
Rogue
Miracle
Daddy
Family album
The house on Hope Street
Other novels that I enjoyed reading!!
Da vinci Code- by Dan Brown
The alchemist- by Paulo Coelho
Who moved my cheese? - by Dr. Spencer Johnson
Fountain of secrets- by Josie Litton
In a child’s name- by Peter Maas
Cocktails for three- by Madeleine Wickam
The makeover summer- by Suzanne Weyn
Local girls- by Alice Hoffman
Joy School- Elizabeth Berg
Wanted for murder- by Francine Pascal
The Manhattan Hunt Club- by John Saul
Wuthering Heights- by Emile Bronte
Five Point Someone- Chetan Bhagat
Two States- Chetan Bhagat
Japanese wife- Kunal Basu
A strong recommend for teenagers! (yes, I read it when I was 17)
The 7 habits of highly effective teenagers- by Sean Covey
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Walking in the rain!!!!
People, this is a silly little poem that I wrote when I was 15 yrs old, on my way back from school, on a rainy day!! I know it's too juvenile, nevertheless I don't mind sharing with you all!
I saw the grey sky,
Where the sun had disappeared behind the clouds,
And rain had started to drizzle
In drops as gentle as snow.
It was late in the afternoon,
When I walked home from school, with
My backpack on my shoulders and my red umbrella in hand,
On which the rain drops sounded like pebbles.
I felt lonely and cold,
And I saw few people in their hoods,
And children coming out of their homes,
To enjoy this wet afternoon.
I walked, splattering water everywhere,
Like a little innocent child
Watching my white shoes turn brown
And adoring the ripples formed in water.
I almost screamed, hearing a thunder roll,
Only then I realised, I was not home,
To give out yells, just because
I’m terrified of thunders.
Oh! I didn’t realise that
I have walked for twenty-five minutes,
And reached home, to
Write this and share it with you...
I saw the grey sky,
Where the sun had disappeared behind the clouds,
And rain had started to drizzle
In drops as gentle as snow.
It was late in the afternoon,
When I walked home from school, with
My backpack on my shoulders and my red umbrella in hand,
On which the rain drops sounded like pebbles.
I felt lonely and cold,
And I saw few people in their hoods,
And children coming out of their homes,
To enjoy this wet afternoon.
I walked, splattering water everywhere,
Like a little innocent child
Watching my white shoes turn brown
And adoring the ripples formed in water.
I almost screamed, hearing a thunder roll,
Only then I realised, I was not home,
To give out yells, just because
I’m terrified of thunders.
Oh! I didn’t realise that
I have walked for twenty-five minutes,
And reached home, to
Write this and share it with you...
Monday, February 14, 2011
If I were alive..
I don’t know when my life began,
I haven’t seen the world yet,
But I think it’ll be beautiful...
I look at myself grow,
Little by little every day,
Listening to my mom talk to me,
Every day and night, sleepless,
With her voice so gentle, and sing,
To make me sleep inside her...
I don’t know when I’m destined to see things,
Outside the dark and cosy place,
That keeps me warm and secured,
But I dream, so often, about the world
That I think would be as I see in my dreams.
I get happier, as I see myself grow bigger,
Eager to see my mother, and everything else,
And finally I am coming out.
With bright light hitting my tiny eyes,
With air gushing on my face,
Rushing into my nostrils,
I cried at that very moment.
I saw my mom’s face,
With tears rolling down her cheeks,
Yet she was so beautiful,
And as sweet as her voice,
That I have heard for the past many months.
I am being taken away by someone,
To be cleaned and put to sleep, I think.
After long, I feel something bad,
I think it is called pain.
I don’t know why I can’t open my eyes,
But I just hear my mother crying,
Loud and sad, it is,
Now I open my eyes, and
Try to reach her with my little hands,
For the first time ever,
Want to feel her, want to touch her and say,
‘Maa... don’t cry... I’m here’
That’s when I realise she is crying
Near my big stone, that doesn’t have any name on,
They have put me beneath the big grey stone, I think,
Many more such stones cover the place,
That must be filled with many memories,
Like mine...
Even before I knew what is life,
I think I know what death is...!!
STOP FEMALE INFANTICIDE!!
I haven’t seen the world yet,
But I think it’ll be beautiful...
I look at myself grow,
Little by little every day,
Listening to my mom talk to me,
Every day and night, sleepless,
With her voice so gentle, and sing,
To make me sleep inside her...
I don’t know when I’m destined to see things,
Outside the dark and cosy place,
That keeps me warm and secured,
But I dream, so often, about the world
That I think would be as I see in my dreams.
I get happier, as I see myself grow bigger,
Eager to see my mother, and everything else,
And finally I am coming out.
With bright light hitting my tiny eyes,
With air gushing on my face,
Rushing into my nostrils,
I cried at that very moment.
I saw my mom’s face,
With tears rolling down her cheeks,
Yet she was so beautiful,
And as sweet as her voice,
That I have heard for the past many months.
I am being taken away by someone,
To be cleaned and put to sleep, I think.
After long, I feel something bad,
I think it is called pain.
I don’t know why I can’t open my eyes,
But I just hear my mother crying,
Loud and sad, it is,
Now I open my eyes, and
Try to reach her with my little hands,
For the first time ever,
Want to feel her, want to touch her and say,
‘Maa... don’t cry... I’m here’
That’s when I realise she is crying
Near my big stone, that doesn’t have any name on,
They have put me beneath the big grey stone, I think,
Many more such stones cover the place,
That must be filled with many memories,
Like mine...
Even before I knew what is life,
I think I know what death is...!!
STOP FEMALE INFANTICIDE!!
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