The Orange Marmaladies are back!
This time they have captured Rousseau, the timetelling superdog, and taken him to Marmaland, to find out what makes him tick.
The Ghosh family are frantic, but before they know it, matters take a turn for the worse. Two happy Marmaladies, who had come to Earth to see their favourite Bollywood star, have been captured and declared terrorists. How will the Ghoshes get Rousseau back? Will he return in time to save the poor Marmaladies?
Catagory: Humour
Better Man
Mukundan, a middle-aged bachelor, is forced to return to his native Kaikurussi, a sleepy village in Kerala. Determined to conquer old ghosts, Mukundan decides to restore his childhood home and hires One-Screw-Loose Bhasi, an outcast painter, to oversee the renovations. A practitioner of a unique style of healing, Bhasi is intrigued by Mukundan’s unhappiness and sets about mending his troubled friend. But the durability of Mukundan’s transformation into a better man is soon called into question.
The Jam Fruit Tree
Winner of the Gratiean Memorial Prize for the best work in English Literature by a Sri Lankan for 1993 Hilarious, affectionate, candid and moving, this is the story of the Burghers of Sri Lanka . . . Who are the Burghers? Descended from the Dutch, the Portuguese, the British and other foreigners who arrived in the island-nation of Sri Lanka (and ‘mingled’ with the local inhabitants), the Burghers often stand out because of their curiously mixed features-grey eyes in an otherwise Dravid face, for instance. A handsome and guileless people, the Burghers have always lived it up, forever willing to ‘put a party’. Carl Muller, a Burgher himself, writes in this quasi-fictional, engaging biography of the lives of his people; they emerge, at the end of his story, as a race of fun-loving, hardy people, much like the jam fruit tree which simply refuses to be contained or destroyed.
I Never Thought I Could Fall In Love
The Diary Of A Social Butterfly
Pakistan may be making headlines—but Butterfly is set to conquer the world.
‘Everyone knows me. All of Lahore, all of Karachi, all of Isloo—oho, baba, Islamabad
—half of Dubai, half of London and all of Khan Market and all the nice, nice bearers in Imperial Hotel also…No ball, no party, no dinner, no coffee morning, no funeral, no GT —Get-Together, baba—is complete without me.’
Meet Butterfly, Pakistan’s most lovable, silly, socialite. An avid partygoer, inspired misspeller, and unwittingly acute observer of Pakistani high society, Butterfly is a woman like no other. In her world, SMS becomes S & M and people eat ‘three tiara cakes’ while shunning ‘do number ka maal’. ‘What cheeks!’ as she would say. As her country faces tribulations – from 9/11 to the assassination of Benazir Bhutto—Butterfly glides through her world, unfazed, untouched, and stopped short only by the chip in her manicure. Wicked, irreverent, and hugely entertaining, The Diary of a Social Butterfly gives you a delicious glimpse into the parallel universe of the have-musts.
Tender Hooks
After freeing her darling son, Jonkers, from the clutches of his low class, slutty secretary, Aunty Pussy has charged Butterfly with finding him a new wife—a rich, fair, beautiful, old family type. Quickly. But who wants to marry poor, plain, die-vorced Jonkers? As Butterfly schemes her way through shaadis, GTs (oho baba, Get Togethers!), and kitty parties trying to find a suitable girl from the right bagground, she discovers to her dismay that her hapless cousin has his own ideas about his perfect mate. And secretly she may even agree!
Full of wit and wickedness, Tender Hooks is another delightful romp through Pakistani high society from the bestselling author of The Diary of a Social Butterfly.
Seventeen And Done
Rinki has everything she needs to go crazy with: bickering boys, a bitchy grandma, boring books and the Biggest B of them all, Board Exams. Rinki and her wolf pack are back in action and they have company in the form of Google (Mr Know-it-all) and Adit (Mr Goody Two-shoes). At last, Rinki has her wish fulfilled. She has two boys fighting over her, er, mostly with her! Meanwhile, Rinki’s brand new grandmother, Mausiji, is raising hell at home. Her dad (lucky fellow!) is away in Coimbatore and it’s all up to Rinki to cool tempers down. At school, things are no better. Board Exams are looming large and Princy is making her feel smaller than ever. Her grades are shrinking and her waistline is growing. School life is about to get over, but not before things get a lot more crazy. Read the next instalment in the Rinki series and discover why turning seventeen is no walk in the park!
Eighteen And Wiser (Not Quite)
Join Rinki and the wolf pack in the most exciting year of their lives. She has dreamed of it, longed for it, cried for it. And now, she’s it. Rinki Tripathi is finally eighteen! But, as she realizes, being eighteen comes with its own set of troubles: parental expectations (they seem to be obsessed with the ‘F’ word: Future), romantic complications (in the form of the so gorgeous- it-isn’t-fair Tejas), professional tribulations (don’t even ask).
Rinki can’t understand why her male friends prefer her female friends to her. Her college teachers can’t understand why her attendance is so poor. And her parents, poor folks, don’t understand her at all! Rinki has hit the magic number but her life is far from magical. Will the eighteenth year of her life make her feel any wiser? Read the last instalment in the Rinki series and find out.
The Return Of The Butterfly
I tell you the halaats are so bad, so bad that don’t even ask. The Talibans sitting on top of our heads, bombs bursting left, right and centre, drones droning away, load-shedding a hundred hours a day, servants answering back, in-laws trying to upstage you, friends throwing you out of their kitties and on top of that elections ka tamasha. Janoo tau is coming closer and closer to a nervous brake out while Mummy is getting sterile dementia. As for Kulchoo, bhai, don’t even ask. But I’ve decided, come what may, I tau am not going to let anyone clamp my style. I’m going to live just as I like-watching my Turkish soaps, going to GTs and weddings, throwing kitty parties, telling everyone everything saaf-saaf and, of course, doing summers in London-voh tau must hai na. And I’m going to do it in my Jimmy Choo ki heels and my sleeveless designer shirts, and my streaked hair and my Prada ki sunglasses. This much I’m telling you all from now only. So tighten your seat belts, okay?
Thackeray Mansion
In this sequel to Chowringhee, the third instalment in the life and tribulations
of the naïve and innocent young Shanker, he is once again out of a job
and without a roof on his head. After much difficulty he finds a job as a
manager in a grand but crumbling building in the posh area of the city:
Thackeray Mansion on Scudder Street. The narrator directs his keen eye
and sympathetic ear to tell captivating stories of those who live in the
homes within a home of Thackeray Mansion, and those who work in it. The
mysterious disappearance of Philip sahib’s wife, the hilarious monologues
of the feisty Poppy Biswas and the grouchy Baradaprasanna, the seductive
Sulekha Sen who morphs into the respectable Seema Chatterjee, and
the love of Dorothy Watts for Rabindranath Tagore: stories nestle within
stories and the result is an astonishing novel filled with joys and sorrows,
laughter and tears, despair and hope.