Chief Ministers Mistress

Chief Ministers Mistress

AN EXTRACT FROM MY NEW BOOK Chief Ministers Mistress: When Detective Inspector Badrish Sharma uncovered the body, the man cried out and fell to his knees. He reached out and touched the woman’s face, then gasped at the chill of her skin, at the reality of death. He knelt beside her, pale, tears welling in his eyes, whispering something that might have been her name.

Badrish Sharma watched it all professionally. He had watched such scenes a thousand times. He had seen hysteria, laughter, fainting, shock, anger, fear, heart attacks, and, occasionally, the little signs – too much emotion or too little, nervousness, ill-concealed delight – by which killers sometimes gave themselves away. This man Rajat Verma’s grief seemed real enough. Which meant absolutely nothing.

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A New Chapter In Life

Deceivers

Five years ago, on this very day, I wrote the first line and first chapter of my first book “Deceivers”. Today, I’ve started a new chapter in life as a full-time Author @ self-employed. In the intervening 5 years, I’ve authored 16 books, featured in the Forbes list of Celebrity 100 Indian Authors, and been National Record holder for 4 consecutive years as “fastest published crime fiction author” (as recorded by the Limca Book of Records). Hope for the best!!!

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About Marriage

3 Mixed up Men

“Nisha….what I was saying was….was….how do you feel….you know….about….” he closed his eyes and then he opened them again, “….about marriage?”

There. He’d said it again. Asked THE question.

Nisha looked at him and nodded and said:

“Well, I’ve always wanted to get married. I suppose. But nobody’s ever asked me. Ah well!”

She lifted her glass of champagne and clinked his half-filled glass with it. And then it struck him. Oh God. She hadn’t understood. He’d screwed it up again! He hadn’t asked her properly! “What do you feel about marriage?” What kind of question was that? What was he thinking of?

Right. He had one last bash left in him. So he gave it all he had.

“No, Nisha, what I mean is: Would you marry me?” He paused, and then for emphasis added: “What I’m saying is: Will you marry me?” He spelt it out further: “Will….you….marry….me?”

Silence ensued. Even the air-conditioning units seemed to go into a respectful hush.

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A Cappella

All the voices you will hear in this track are of daughter Piya…….’Mexico’ cover by Piya Podder. Do click on the following link and enjoy!!!

https://soundcloud.com/piyapodder/mexico-a-capella-cover#_=_

Piya Podder
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