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Karma

by

Kevin Missal

Chapter 1

The girl’s corpse was stinking now.

It had been hours since they had been seeking for a place to hide the body. Raju, sitting in the back, hearing the constant thuds of the corpse in the trunk, was reminded of how much of a dire situation they were in. Prashant was in the passenger seat while Yadav sat, driving solemnly.

Raju licked the sweat that trickled over his lips.

“Fuck man, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he stamped his feet. “This was not the plan.”

“I freaked out, man,” Prashant sighed.

“We just had to have a little fun and get away. We weren’t supposed to be killing people here.”

“Chuck that. I hope they don’t find any traces that link it to us in the flat.”

“We were clean,” said Yadav, breaking the silence. “Just hold your tongue and be quiet. After this night, we are done, keeping out of contact for a while. If we are seen together, things might turn fishy.”

They both nodded.

Yadav stopped the car, close to the dense foliage. It was 3:00 AM at night and the fog had just welled up. Raju came out first, leading the way to the car’s trunk and opening it. He found the girl, pale like the overhead moon, her one hand over her cheeks and the other on her lap.

How did this even happen?

But it was a stupid question. He was responsible for it, or at least a partial accessory to it. He was there, beating the husband ruthlessly while Prashant was playing with her. Things escalated, she protested and he broke her neck. And Raju saw the last of it, the horror of it, as her blank, lifeless eyes stared at him coldly.

Now those same, cold eyes are watching him again and his heartbeat pounds, almost breaking apart the skin.

“Let’s do it,” he exasperatedly sighed.

Chapter 2

EIGHT YEARS LATER…

“Any courier for me, Rastogi Ji?” asked Karman, sitting on the porch of his bungalow, the one his Daadi had left him for.

The postman shook his head. “Nothing, sahib.” He had a crooked grin, that postman with heavy brows that shielded his entire eyes. He had a gray cap and gray costume.

“Saala,” he groaned as he pulled up from his seat. He had been waiting for a book he had ordered from Amazon. The money has been deducted from the bank and they haven’t even sent it.

“I’m sorry for your loss, sahib,” said Rastogi.

Karman shook his head. “Thank you.”

“Your daadi was a very sweet person,”

“Yeah, she lived a long life,” he grinned. He wasn’t really sad. She was ninety-one when she passed away. It had been only a week and initially, it was sad, but things were looking up for him. He had got a job as a content writer for a new startup so he just needed to stay at home and brainstorm. Otherwise, he concentrated on his novel, hoping to write something amazing in the fantasy field, something supernatural. He had even bought all the books concerning Hindu mythos that was dark in nature.

Rastogi waved him farewell as he left, becoming indiscernible in the distance after a while.

Karman scanned his surrounding—a dry, pathetic desert with greenery hardly to be seen. There were a few houses; bungalows in fact, close by but nothing or no one that he would consider as neighbors. And yet he could see a woman, walking in a salwar kurta, with her long wavy hair and a bindi on her forehead.

“Ms. Roma,” he came on his feet. “How are you doing?”

She had blue eyes, which Karman fancied. There was always one trait about an individual that would hold a person’s interest and for him, in Roma’s case, it was her blue eyes.

“I’m fine, Mr. Malik, how are you doing today?”

Karman noticed she had a metal tiffin box in her hand. “You bought me laddoos again?”

“No re, Mr. Malik. This is paneer ki sabzi.”

“Oh.”

She handed it to him, and Karman reluctantly took it.

“But why do you travel so far on foot to give me these food items?”

At that, she blushed. Karman noticed how fair she was and how whenever something awkward would come up, her cheeks would just fluster.

“I feel you live on eggs and bread, having no woman in the house, so I thought I would give you some food beyond your bare means of subsistence.”

Karman nodded, peering over her shoulder to see her bungalow. She lived some fifty yards from him, with a little bit of dry, patchy fields in between and a tree that resembled geriatric wrinkled hands.

Old Gurgaon had always been a cowboy field, according to him. The sun was always bright here, the heat was strong and the fields were long

stretches of indefinitely marked out lands. At night, this same place would become frightening with owls and ravens, adding to the cacophony of rushing winds.

“How’s your mother?”

At that, she frowned. “Trying to find me a husband.”

“Well, you are old enough now. You deserve a boy. ”

“Ah, no ya. I don’t want a boy. I want a man.” She bit her lip.

And why did Karman, all of a sudden, feel threatened by that statement? He wondered.

“Well, you’ll, um, find a man too, I guess, heh,” he grinned nervously. “I would like to invite you to the house but it’s quite dirty as of now.”

“No, no it’s all right,” she began to walk further.

Karman stopped her, his hand moving away from her shoulder when she instantly froze. “I hope you don’t mind.”

There was a brief, humorous smile on her face. “No, no, not at all. We will meet again.”

“Great, Roma. Bye,” he waved.

Well, that was weird.

Karman, holding the tiffin box walked back to the bungalow, entering through the black gate, passing his Honda Civic and walking inside.

*

There were flashes of memory—the pipe, the dupatta, the blood and the smacking sound. Those eyes, he recalled, how horrible they were, glassily watching him as she breathed in the last seconds of that day. He would later wake up, with partial memory loss, but slowly he had gathered the truth. But he wishes sometimes this

hadn’t been the case, and as he now thinks about it— he remembers how he was useless, not able to do anything that day, feeling cripplingly ineffective. He was just a coward. And he still was, he admitted. They never found her body, thinking that she was a missing case but she isn’t a missing case, she’s dead. He knew it. It was the last thing he saw.

Those pale eyes…

He woke up from his bed at the sound of the thud, sweat beads trickling down his forehead. He came out of the bedroom, bare-chested, as he walked to the staircase. He descended to the ground floor, moving to the gate. He could feel something was out there. Was it Roma? No. She wouldn’t come so late. He hoped it would be some animal but as he stepped out, he grabbed a sweeping broom, deciding to investigate where the thud was coming from.

In the coldness of the night, there was a

silhouette. And slowly light gleamed on the shadow’s face revealing it to be a cherubic, pale faced girl with blood drenched clothes and a mouth that was smeared with dry blood. Her hair was dry and crumpled, pulled down till her shoulders and she looked dazed. But when she smiled, there was a sense of hope that just bloomed inside Karman.

Never in the wildest of dreams had he imagined his ex-wife would return from the dead.

Chapter 3

Karman sat at the corner of the bathtub while the soul ripped Urvi sat inside, the water covering till her collarbone as she rested her head on the wall. He was playing with her skin, pinching it a little, wondering if she was really real or not. But she was. They had kissed and she had said a few things that were difficult for an imposter to know.

Now she was here, without any explanation of how she returned but only having a partial memory of waking up from the ground.

“You remember those guys?”  She asked.

“I don’t.”

Karman sighed. He did, in fact. The faces of it, the remnants were clear but the massive head attack had resulted in him forgetting their names.

“What did the police say?”

“Not enough evidence to really catch them.”

“I’ll find them,” she said, her voice turning cold. “I’ll find them and make sure they pay for what they did.”

“Revenge is not the answer,”

She shook her head sheepishly. “They have turned me into a monster.”

“What do you mean?” Karman saw the same Urvi he knew eight years ago. In fact too same. She hadn’t aged at all.

“Something happened when I woke up,” she sighed. “That shouldn’t have taken place.”

“What do you mean?”

“When I pulled myself out of the ground, I saw a policeman shining a torch on my face. He wasn’t able to understand what was going on but he helped me initially, asking me bizarre questions about how I got here and it was all too blurry. But then there was a throbbing sound, the sound of arteries pumping blood and I couldn’t help but look at his throat—his tender, black throat that I wanted to rip apart. I had never felt such an attraction to something. It was like, I had to have it and if not, I would die.”

“Oh no.”

“Oh yes,” she nodded.

“You ripped his head?”

She circled her long nails over Karman’s skin. And most of the time, it would feel nice but as of now, the swirling only made the hair at the back of his head stand in fright.

“I ate it,” she said…..

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Book Review- Should I Fall in Love by Shraddha Khanna

Book Name- Should I… Fall In Love
Author – Shradha khanna
Genre – Romantic Fiction 
Publisher – RIGI PUBLICATIONS
Pages- 142

Blurb-
A story of Fear….. of not finding forever after and questioning your heart. Naina has always been a strong headed, lively and carefree person. She always felt that there was a reason for everything. She believed in love, commitment and sacrifice, but when her three year old relationship crumble down in front of her she lost all the hope in love and marriage forever. With time and help of her friend, Naina starts afresh in a new city with a new job and people around. For the first time in her life she was not looking for love but a deep urge to stand on her own feet made its way in her life. Little did Naina know her life was going to change? Nothing could prepare her for the storm of love in the shape of Nihal, the confident, persistent and handsome guy she met at her boss housewarming party. Read on to know, will Nihal be able to penetrate the cold walls covered around Naina’s heart or her insecurities are more than enough to lead them on different paths in life. A story where thinking that questioning your heart with “Should I”, can stop you from “Falling In Love”

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Review-

Should I Fall In Love is a debut novel by Shraddha Khanna and author has done amazing done with keeping the book close to reality with simple yet intriguing plot and connecting storyline.

Book Title and Cover-  Title is appropriate with the book and creates curiosity about the book. Cover however, is not much attractive and should be improved in the next edition of the book.

Blurb is short and up to mark and gives us hint about the content.

Narration and Editing- Language used in the book is lucid and engages readers with the book. Narration is done in third person and makes a wonderful reading experience.

There are few editing errors in the book which should be corrected in the next edition. Apart from them, book is pretty interesting to read.

Characterization- Main characters, Naina and Nihal are portrayed beautifully with keeping everything close to reality. I liked Naina’s character the most. She is workaholic with dark past and wants to move forward but misses “Love” in her life.

Nihal on the other hand, is a free living, charming, flirtatious guy. The book is about Naina and Nihal and whether they end up together or not.

Plot and Storyline- Plot is simple and realistic and thus predictable most of the times. But the way series of events flow with happy and bumpy ride, readers are bind with the story. It is a perfect romantic book with happy ending.

The plus point about the storyline is Shraddha kept it simple and realistic and thus story is connecting.

Ratings-
Book Cover and Title- 3.5/4
Language and Narration- 3/4
Characterization- 3.5/5
Storyline and Plot- 3/5

Overall Rating- 3/5

All in all, Should I Fall In Love is a sweet engaging tale of love and makes you smile throughout the book. Don’t miss this book if you’re into romantic genre.

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MEGA GIVEAWAY BY KALAMOS LITERARY SERVICES

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Kalamos Literary Services is proud to announce its first ever Mega Giveaway.

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We invite all book lovers out there to participate in this giveaway and make this event a success.

Rules:
1. The participant must be a resident of India.
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3. The participant can enter in maximum of 3 books giveaway, not more than that.
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6. The winners will be selected by the authors themselves.

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1. The Three Wise Monkeys by Jeet Gian

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Blurb-

The trio Amar, Akbar and Anthony had no clue whatsoever about their goddammit indecisive-careers-and-indefinite-struggles.
And that was because they were born with the Peter Pan Syndrome and were simple enough to be tricked by anyone, including their mystifying girlfriends—Meghna, Farah and Sarah.
And as is the fate of all morons, they were drawn into trouble—deep trouble—of hiding crores of rupees of black money in secret offshore companies.

Will their mistake of turning a blind eye to the philosophy of ‘See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil’ cost them their careers and put them in prison?
Or
Will Lady Luck change their fortunes forever?

2. Should I Fall in Love by Shradha Khanna

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Blurb-

A story of Fear….. of not finding forever after and questioning your heart. Naina has always been a strong headed, lively and carefree person. She always felt that there was a reason for everything. She believed in love, commitment and sacrifice, but when her three year old relationship crumble down in front of her she lost all the hope in love and marriage forever. With time and help of her friend, Naina starts afresh in a new city with a new job and people around. For the first time in her life she was not looking for love but a deep urge to stand on her own feet made its way in her life. Little did Naina know her life was going to change? Nothing could prepare her for the storm of love in the shape of Nihal, the confident, persistent and handsome guy she met at her boss housewarming party. Read on to know, will Nihal be able to penetrate the cold walls covered around Naina’s heart or her insecurities are more than enough to lead them on different paths in life. A story where thinking that questioning your heart with “Should I”, can stop you from “Falling In Love”.

3. Terminal Love by Vicky Arora

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Blurb

In the mad roller coaster that is Mumbai, two men separated by age, class, and religious faith, find the love they yearn for in each other. This is their true story of braving all odds through the ups and downs in their lives.

What survives is their unconditional acceptance, unwavering commitment, and an unbounded love in the face of an unrelenting fate.

4. Secret, Sins & Struggles by Kamini Kusum

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Blurb

This collection of tales about the lives and loves of five women traces their long, eventful journeys. Meet Pooja, a teenager forced into the flesh trade but determined to escape and get justice. Shrawani who dreams of becoming a bureaucrat despite all the trials life throws her way. Avni who is torn between her childhood friend and her brand-new boyfriend. Harsha who is trapped in a loveless arranged marriage while still being haunted by thoughts of her forsaken lover. Geshna who falls head over heels for a high school sweetheart only to find her own life shrinking to accommodate his. These stories are about the odds stacked against these women in their paths to love and success, and their hope that the next turn that they make will be the one that leads them to the happiness they are longing for.

5. Wild Card by Asfiya Rahman

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Blurb

Karan Mehrotra thinks he has it all. He is about to marry the love of his life, Riya and is on his way to win at Wimbledon, fulfilling a childhood dream of his. However destiny has other plans for him and he is forced to put aside his dreams when life throws a wild card at him. Eight years later destiny coyly lays another opportunity in front of him. Does he finally get another chance to fulfill his childhood dream or will he let his fear stop him from taking up the challenge? Find out how a tennis champion is forced to step away from his fame into obscurity and how a bossy little girl forces him to take up one of the hardest challenges of his life and face the life he had left behind.

6. My Wife’s Diary by Deepanshu Saini 

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Blurb-

‘Am I okay?’ I asked myself again, for the hundredth time. ‘I don’t know,’ I told myself again, for the hundredth time. I have never been so confused. For my entire life, I have taken decisions with a simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’: ‘Do I want to go for engineering?’ ‘Yes’; ‘Do I need to go for another job?’ ‘No’; ‘Should I look for career in writing?’; ‘Yes’; ‘Do I love her?’ ‘Yes’; ‘Should I smoke?’ ‘No’; ‘Should I drink?’ ‘Yes’ -my whole life has revolved around these two words. And the same words worked while making the most important decision of my life – my marriage. ‘Should I go for love marriage?’ ‘Yes’. Why shouldn’t I? After all, she is beautiful, fair and tall, with a shapely body, and with that tiny mole under her lower lip that most guys would be ready to die for. Overall, a trustworthy companion, a perfect daughter-in-law and an ambitious girl – what else does a guy want? But one year of marriage can prove you wrong. It can even give a shock perhaps. Just the thought that a girl in her mid-twenties can hold so many secrets, so many emotions, is actually astonishing. Few months ago, I would’ve never pictured things the way they are now. She once said to me: ‘Love has nothing to do with the body. It speaks from the soul.’ Well, she was absolutely correct. But I think, I was an Idiot as what she meant that day came into my wits now… I was uncomfortably aware of my conscience every time I faintly turned the page of her diary, and every time a feeling went through my nerves, like I was about to bite my own tongue. How had something so simple become so tangled and complicated suddenly? I still remember the first time I had met her. As much as I tried not to think about her, she kept flitting into my consciousness or into my line of sight. And I was clear that I wanted her. I want to formalize the relationship. How? I don’t know. But yes, my sentiments were really honest. That’s it. But now, it’s something different.

7. Epiphany: Tales of Revelation 

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Blurb-

“A true and brutally honest utterance of love, this book connects with you instantly. An attempt to bring out the various nuances of a heart in love, the collection ranges from romantic poems to poems dwelling with the questions of self. This book is for everyone who wants to have a rendezvous with themselves and also with the ones they love in a familiar yet newer light.”

8. Blemishing The Odds by Harish Penumarthi

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Blurb-

Say hello to Raghav, an immature, insensitive person who is apathetic about everyone else except himself. His life revolves around his parents and his friends. He is among the bad books of all his Teachers. Until one day, when Trisha, a new entrant; mesmerizes him at the very first glance. He finds a friend, savior, nurturer and an inamorata in her. Just when he thinks that everything has been set out in a picture perfect manner, life throws a series of ghastly surprises at him. Will he change for good or stick to his immature stand of “My Life, my rules” and screw it all up? This tale journeys across all the ups and downs a student could possibly encounter. The transformations that a student may endure, the courage and guts one needs to have in order to dodge all predicaments and eventually sketch the perfect end to all his agonies.

9. The Kissing Circles by Nitin Tewari

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Blurb-

“A boat race. Sounds fun” “Not for me. Oh, but I can be a cheerleader.” No doubt a Toddy effect. “Yeah dude. So Pandey is going to design the next aircraft carrier ship.” “And Bansal, you’re going to brand this into the first Water Olympics.” “And I shall win the race and marry Kala in the most lavish wedding Mevalloor has ever seen” Yeah, welcome to the world of Ordinaries! Extraordinary In 2007, at the height of the Global IT boom, Manoj Bansal and Rajesh Pandey, two newly-releasedprisoners of Engineering with mediocre grades and a looming IT future, set out for Trivandrum for their Corporate Learning Programme (CLP). Torn between their past miscues and topical aspirations, they hope to find their true calling.Whilst in a confused, depression ridden transitory phase, they soon run into their fellow trainee, Adish Matthew – a Malayali Computer engineer, and a village simpleton Mutthur Sankunni – the no-hope skipper of MaruthiVallam, gearing up for the annual Vallamkali. Bound by a common thread of mediocrity, they shun the modern world’s great expectations and take off on a spree to discover the tranquility of the God’s own country. Until one day…when a Tsunami of mishaps rocks their life, impelling them to join hands and transfigure into the four kissing circles, fighting the most irrelevant battle of our times: To be or not to be, extraordinary.

10. Strangers With Known Faces by Gautam Dutta

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Rajat, Meenakshi, Sadaaf, Amol, and Shanaya are five University students with nothing in common- who should never have met in the first place. They meet after winning a lucky draw- the prize of which was to take part in a puzzle game. Though the game was engrossing, they were unable to solve the puzzle in the stipulated time. However, this lead to the beginning of a deep friendship between them. Their friendship blossomed. But ego and misunderstanding led to an acrimonious break up. They meet again- two decades later- when Shanaya is murdered, and the other four are suspects. The four soon realize that in spite of being estranged for so many years, there were unknown ties that bound them- ties of treachery, deceit, and subterfuge. Ties that have led them to come together in circumstances that no one could have foreseen. And the game that they had left incomplete two decades back has to be played yet again – on a much bigger canvas. Now they have to trust each other, clear their names, and get to the bottom of the mystery, which threatens not only their lives and relationships, but also the fabric of democratic India. As their travels and travails continue, they discover hitherto unknown facets of the people around them, as well as their own selves. Can they succeed in resolving the puzzle this time? Or is history doomed to repeat itself? As hidden aspects of the human personality are revealed, they realize that no one is what he or she appears to be. For the world comprises of ‘Strangers With Known Faces’.

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