Book Recommendation-All the Bright Places by Jennifer Niven

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All the Bright Places is a novel which if you buy, you’ll see is termed as the next “Fault in our Stars”. I’m truly flattered it is compared to TFIOS and that is high praise. Because TFIOS has to be one of the most mature, heart-breaking and most complete works I have ever read. Like I said, it is mature, real, not the least bit fake or phony, heart breaking, gut wrenching and uncompromising in its quest for showing us the reality of cancer, and it has the best use of humor I have ever come across in story telling medium. Even in its serious moments, the book pulls off humor without making it feel awkward or forced. But most of all, why TFIOS succeeds, is it’s a book which covers all of the above, but not a book about those things. It’s a book about life. It’s not a book about people with cancer about their cancer or about a disease. It’s about the lives of those people with the disease. It’s a simple story about life; which encompasses everything we know. Hence why that book is a bench mark for all books to be compared against. I’ve been very vocal in saying TFIOS is tied for my favourite book, alongside A Thousand Splendid Suns, and this comes off to me as a huge honor.
Even though All the Bright Places is compared to TFIOS, in my opinion it falls a bit short of TFIOS. This doesn’t mean it’s a bad book. TFIOS is in itself such a high benchmark, missing it by an inch means the book is amazing. This is because All the Bright Places falls short in two places. One, it isn’t as encompassing as TFIOS in its theme. As in, while TFIOS is a story about life, ATBP isn’t. Second, ATBP has a number of clichés in its story, which is something I felt TFIOS is devoid of. But ATBP has enough to stand on its own and be an amazing book which will hook you, reel you in and then throw you back.
ATBP is a milestone book. It sheds so much light on the human condition. How sometimes we get dragged deeper and deeper into our own darkness, how everyone neglects it because either, a) we are a freak or b) it’s just who we are, and how we are labelled as a freak for doing things differently or because we just don’t fit in. ATBP rises above the mediocre heart break and whiny adult fiction and at times adult books. It gives a story worth reading and getting into and feeling. It gives a story worth remembering.
All the Bright Places centers around two leads, Theodore Finch and Violet Markey, and how one fine day, they discover each other in the craziest of situations and then the story unfolds. Little spoiler, if it can be said so, the story is told from the perspectives of both, Theodore and Violet. It adds so much narrative power to it, because it shows us, and makes lucid to us the impact one person has on the other and how the same actions affect both of them.
ATBP is, like TFIOS uncompromising. It doesn’t flinch away from reality, nor does it try to sugar-coat whatever goes on in a high school or our lives. It doesn’t shy away from making the reader go to ground zero of the emotional travails its characters are facing.
Which brings me to how well Jennifer Niven has described the characters and their emotions. I won’t delve into this, since this would risk giving away important plot points. All I’ll say is, the way she writes, if you read properly, you can feel what the characters are feeling and sympathise, or empathise with them. This is one of the places where this book shines. In its portrayal of emotions. This book gets it. It gets it right, right down to the last detail. It hits you hard, and you can only think how it would affect somebody in real life and the actual pain associated.
It made me do so. Think about so many things in our lives which we just take because that’s how they are, and never stop to think whether they are right or wrong.
This is a book which will stay with you. It is, a book which has the power to sensitize you to some things, traditions and behaviours which we just take. ATBP is a book which I believe we should all read, and must be read by all people at a young age, because of what the power it holds. To change some aspect of our humanity as well. This is me straying possibly far away from the book, but this felt important to say.
All the Bright Places is the latest in the books which aims to show that the Young Adult genre is more than heartbreaks and stupid crushes. It shows that Young Adult fiction can stand for more. It shows that all young adults have issues which are big to them and they must deal with, which seem small to adults, who either cannot, or choose not to sympathise.


All the Bright Places is a must watch for anybody who wants to read a novel which rises above the various novels which are unoriginal or unambitious or formulaic. ATBP has various twists and turns and some lessons on life; how things can form you and how you must live with them. How sometimes, things change you in a way that you can never go back, sometimes because you don’t want to.
All the Bright Places is one of the best books I read in 2016. I’m sure all of you who will read it will come to the same conclusion. And as usual, anybody who knows me personally is free to borrow this beauty for a read!
Happy Reading!

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Random Spouts from a Stranger

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This is hopefully, the very first work of my new collection(If I’m able to keep on it). This piece is inspired by the war scene in Forrest Gump. Sadly, i searched for a fitting image for about thirty minutes but seems as though this post will not remain unpublished for a picture(Looked so much better in my head).

I could listen, but couldn’t see. I could listen to everyone huffing and puffing, breathing heavily. They were talking amongst themselves, for how we had to run away from the forest, for we had been detected.

I counted 24 different sounds of running feet, all maybe too afraid to pick me up. I don’t think I blame them. Maybe they themselves were hurt or didn’t see me among the tall grass or the other shut eyed bodies. At least nobody stepped on me.

As the sound of footsteps died down, the sound of mortars and rockets became clearer. I heard four mortars from flying over my weak body. One landed about 50 feet from me. I’m just happy that it wasn’t five feet otherwise I would be dead and so would this narration.

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This is another action scene. This was written well before Untitled -2 and Untitled-3! The inspirations for this were in random parts Batman, Assassins creed and Star Wars! If i did ever write more on this, it would be science fiction.

Cars. So many beautiful cars. All standing next to each other. Parked, in this huge parking lot. Parking lot of Cars under One Roof. This is the place to be for any car lover. Black, blue, red, violet, all the cars that money could buy, Nissan Micra, Nissan Leaf, Bugatti Veyron, Tesla Roadster and Bmw series 7. The best part about it, I can sit here in peace and enjoy the scenery. Even the sunrays came down and kissed these cars. It felt as though nothing could ruin this moment.

As I observed them all in silence, I heard a few noises. Before I could even move my eyes, I saw a man get pushed into my view. The man was well dressed and well built. He wore a pair of denims, which seemed like C&K to me. I also believed that he wore a shirt, under his zipped white Adidas jacket, I could tell by the design. He also wore a small necklace in the shape of a capsule. He was rather muscular; his biceps were prominent, even under his clothing. He stood at 6 feet 3, 250 pounds I’d say. His face was a light brown, full of black facial hair. His eyes were hidden behind his Armani glasses.  Rich, but not exactly the most stylish person in the world.

As soon as I completed the description, another man came running, jumped and used both his feet to kick the not-so-stylish man, but was blocked. The man was a more mysterious personality. He looked like a cross between a Jedi and a Hassansin. He had white khaki robes, closed from the front, a hood that covered his face and a red cape, a bit like that of Superman’s. He was about 5 feet 8, 180 pounds I’d say. He looked way more amazing in that simple get-up.

The mysterious guy started to run towards the other man, during which he flicked his wrists and       protruded two daggers from his sleeves. The man on the other hand took out a sword under his jacket, a one handed scimitar, which only made him look way cooler. Both of them started to proficiently swing their weapons at one another. The not-so-stylish man was less trained. He had a lot of wasted moves; he couldn’t block or dodge quite a few strikes and let his guard down a bit.

The Hassansin-Jedi crossover guy was rather skilled and clever. He blocked all of the strikes and did not have a single wasted move. He then rolled towards his right and quickly threw a knife at the other man, which he blocked. He then threw another knife and started running behind it. The knife was blocked but the crossover guy stepped on the scimitar, jumped and delivered a roundhouse kick to the man, which knocked of his shades and sent him rolling.

In that brief moment, I saw both their eyes. The not-so-stylish man had simple black eyes, full of fear. The crossover guy on the other hand divine blue eyes.

He soon ran towards the man and stomped him and then picked his much taller adversary up. Now I was certain that there was no shirt underneath the jacket.  The not-so-stylish man tried to reach for his necklace but it was thrown away The crossover guy then made the same gesture with his right hand and out came a double barreled sawed off shotgun. He fired a shot at the necklace. The shotgun produced two big balls of energy moving at faster than the thrown away necklace. As soon as it struck the necklace, the necklace started to glow red.

As soon as that happened, the man let out a half smile, revealing a few broken teeth. The crossover guy then threw his gun to his right, where it stuck to his robe.

“I think that’s going to explode?” the crossover guy said to himself. His voice was not heavy, just the usual male voice. He then made the same gesture with his left hand and the necklace flew towards his palm. He then shoved it down the other mans throat and threw him into the air.

As the body was in air, a blue light emanated from it and the man made a wave to him. Pretty cool if you ask me. In a split second the blue light became huge and in a flash the man disappeared.

“What?” the crossover guy spoke in a baffled voice.”What just happened? Was that a transporter capsule I just shoved into him instead of an exploder capsule? They are not going to like this”

He then turned around and took of his cape. As soon as he did, his whole attire changed. He was now wearing blue denim and a red hoodie and the glove transformed into a black glove which he wore on his right hand and walked away from the parking lot.