✿𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚄𝙳𝙴 𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚃✿ 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐔 @curatedboookbox

"Give me what you owe me"

vvitch better have my money

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤?" 𝐋𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝," 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. "𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐨". 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒐𝒘, is absolutely a page-turner, where the readers have to read between the lines. It's is set in 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒎. It the reader to Guwahati. Undertow is the story of an estranged family. It tells on the impermanence of human heart, it's indecisiveness and the unpredictability!! 🔮 When you realise the aptness of the title, I bet you'd be baffled. How one moment's indecisiveness or blindness towards the unfairness tatters the whole family is one to be seen! 🔮 Rukmini, cast out from her home by her own mother Usha and left behind by her love Alex, lives a hard life in the shades waiting for a call from her father Torun, who turned a blind when she was kicked out. Loya, Rukmini's daughter, ventures out to Assam - Kaziranga where she'd do her research on elephants & most importantly to seek her grandfather whom she's never seen to set back her shattered family! Her life changes inside the Yellow House. The house stands out too much for the shady life inside it! 🔮 I liked the third person narration, as it allows the reader to see all dimensions of the story. The pleasure given by the smooth back and forth flow of narrative have no bounds! The relations, culture, politics and the imageries holds an unseen bond with eachother! The lucid picture of Assam becomes animated in each turn of the page. 🔮 I personally cherish this book and recommends to everyone. I'm still reeling from its bafflement!! *Screaming inside my head* *Throwing the book across my bed* *Pulling blanket over my head and sits in amusement* * praying :O God pull me out of this!!* (at Undertow) https://www.instagram.com/p/COnE9N9rdD9/?igshid=1qxgn3ad58jdw

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The Girl Of My Dreams 5🌟💖 Author: Durjoy Datta @durjoydatta

Daman always wakes up to this name, Shreyasi, which haunts him like a nightmare but he feels like it’s another whole story of him. Daman had an accident in Goa. He lost his memory of that trip. But the name it’s all he knows and when he remembers it he becomes like a mad man . He cannot remember further.

But Daman had started another life for him being an aspiring writer whom he always wanted to be. And he found his love, Avni, who supports him and love him more than anything even herself. But those nightmares keep coming back. Everytime a different angle. But the face is hazy.

He tried to regain the memory but not even his frnds knew what had happened. All his efforts to know the story behind the name gone futile untill one day!!

The twists are remarkable. The story keeps you in it like a black hole. Once you touch the book you can’t keep off it . I felt a flush of emotions while reading. And couldn’t help myself. The characters are not perfect, they’re flawed and broken, showing how really life is. I’m in love with all the works of Durjoy Datta, amongst all this one and The Boy Who Loved are my favourites (Though, I didn’t like the 2nd part of the latter- The Boy With A Broken Heart).

The other day I visited a bank for opening a new account and I asked for a zero balance account, but the manager suggested that I open a *certain amnt* balance account so I did. Then when I asked him should I really have to keep that amount as a constant balance, and he replied that I can take the money but I have to keep the balance for it to become 30k and the 30k to become another 30k. And I was just standing there like if he's actually speaking my language or what. Definitely the language I heard was numbers, is that even a language. Oh sure do, 'cause I have heard it. And I know for certain that it's never going to become 30k and I have to keep the balance.

please stop putting pressure on yourself to do work! please stop telling yourself that if you’re not working or if you have this little in-between pocket of time like moving from one location to another you should be spending that time doing something mildly productive or stimulating like listening to a self-help podcast. you are allowed to melt on your phone! you are allowed to just lie down and stare at the wall! you are allowed to exist in a way that is easy for you even when you could be doing 50,000 other things. there is a difference between being motivated and energised to complete work and dragging yourself from task to task with limited energy and capacity simply because you feel like you need to and feel bad for wanting to stand still for a moment.

@userdramas event 04: love ❤ the 5 love languages in kdramas

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i just want a boring love. a love that doesn’t need fights or arguments to keep the fire alive. a “let’s sit and read on opposite ends of the sofa” love. an “i thought of you when i was doing the dishes” love. an “i would rather be at home with the love of my life right now” love

Does anyone believe in this superstition- each smile brings tears! Like that make life too scary.

the fact the new series of hypothetical isn’t allowed to talk about the pandemic just in case people forget it happened is genuinely the funniest thing i’ve ever heard