One of those, when there is nothing else to read books. Marginal at best.
Typical action thriller that get churned out to feed market. OK if it is not taken too seriously.
A work of fiction woven out of historical facts. But the melodrama is overdone.
Covering perhaps one of the most interesting periods in the history of the Moghuls. A time when the seeds of conflict were sown, a conflict that has boiled over and which has split the continent between Hindu and Muslim.
Reasonably well written but a weak story line
It is a multi-generational tale of a family haunted by the death of a young concubine in 1930s. Essentially a critique of a custom that is still commonly practised widely throughout Asia. It is naive, lacking substance and authenticity.
Just another story which doesn’t really get anywhere.
A novel based on the true story of Spinalonga, a leper colony established on an island off the coast of Crete.
The book is salvaged from deteriorating into a tiresomely predictable love story by the account of life on the island in the leper colony. That struggle between adversity and the emergence of the human spirit.
The unfolding plot is both clumsy and contrived. In particular, the attempt at an erotic twist in the tale. Inserted for impact rather than content, the punch line falls flat. Clumsy and puerile. Only suggested if there is nothing else to hand.