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September 28, 2015

#All Aboard in Bangalore

It was a wonderful Sunday spent in Bangalore, visiting Bangalore book stores and meeting wonderful people at the launch in the evening at Atta Galatta.


Thank yous due to Tara Kodkani for introducing me to Mini Tiffins, chow chow bhath, and making sure I got into a saree for this one, anticipating every possible excuse I might make from safety pin to blouse and keeping it all ready. And for making it a full house. Thanks to all Tara’s friends who dropped by, very kind and I am honoured you all took time out to come on a Sunday evening from the other end of the city. Thank you to Raghuvendra Rao of Penguin who patiently took me around all the bookstores, and Neha Punj at Penguin who did all the coordination. To Atta Galatta for kindly hosting the venue, we need some like you in Mumbai. To TUI India for graciously sponsoring my travel and stay. To all those who took time out to come–infinite gratitude. To Nandita, Shinie, Milan, Shyaam, Aparna, Paro, Rashmi, Shweta, Brihat, Dhanya and everyone who came, hugs. You made my day special. To Mons and Sue, the coven must convene again in thunder, lightning and in rain. And finally, to the lovely Preeti Shenoy, thank you for the lovely conversation and for taking time out to make my launch memorable.


Here are some pictures of the day.


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Published on September 28, 2015 21:38

September 25, 2015

Forgive me this moment of chestbursting joy

At Full Circle Khan Market yesterday, clicked by @Zingsup. This is my equivalent of mera beta first class first pass.


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Published on September 25, 2015 20:53

September 24, 2015

#AllAboardHoliday twitter chat with travel blogger Lakshmi Sharath tomorrow

#AllAboardHoliday

Join us for a twitter chat on the Mediterranean and cruises and romantic holidays with travel blogger The Travel Page of Lakshmi Sharath tomorrow 11am.

Lakshmi Sharath​ is a travel writer and blogger who quit her career in media to travel.

Use the hashtag #AllAboardHoliday, Ask us your questions.


In association with TUI India, my travel and stay associates for the All Aboard journey.


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Published on September 24, 2015 22:49

September 23, 2015

“Kiran Manral serves up this frothy holiday romance with panache. ” All Aboard review by Ava Suri

Kiran Manral serves up this frothy holiday romance with panache.


Rhea has just been jilted at the alter by Samir.  Her fiance bailed out and ran off with a young thing, leaving her heartbroken and tending to the mundane jobs like cancellations and refunds.


Rhea’s aunt,  Rina has also been ditched.  She was to go on a Mediterranean cruise with her friend who fell sick at the last minute.   Rhea was the best choice to fill in the gap.  This is why Rhea and Rina are now on a lovely cruise through the Mediterranean sea.


On the cruise, Rhea barely gets time to cry over her stalled wedding and broken heart.  Rina Maasi has run into an ex-student of hers, Kamal Shahni.  Rhea finds herself torn between indulging in a sinful holiday romance and also trying not do anything too silly on a rebound from Samir.


What can poor Rhea do? Everywhere she turns she runs into the delectable Kamal.  Kamal does not seem too immunie to Rhea’s charms either.


This is a typical romance, a light read.  There are plenty of lovely descriptions of the beautiful places that the cruise takes Rhea through.  Also there is a bit of intrigue in the book to spice things up.


The characters are interesting, Rhea, Kamal, Rina, Naina, Sonia, John, are all well etched.  The story does not stray around much and keeps to its path.


It is a perfect holiday/travel/beach/romance read.


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Published on September 23, 2015 19:48

September 22, 2015

Indie Eco Candles

Perhaps the most divine aromatherapy candles I’ve ever lit, and I don’t say this just because they kindly offered a goodie bag to my guests at the All Aboard Lunch.


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Their candles are handcrafted with natural vegetable wax, an environmentally friendly resource. Natural wax candles, unlike regular candles, burn without emitting harmful toxins. They infuse the finest fragrance and essential oils into our luxury candles and our wicks are made of cotton.


Indie Eco Candles started in the summer of 2012 and has now grown into an all women organisation. We believe in the passionate women who work with us. We also believe that the success of the brand lies in the victories that we have made at the local level. We ensure convenient working hours, good pays and training programs for our ladies. We are deeply involved in enhancing the lives of our team and also provide essential mentoring for their children. We believe that educating and empowering them has made a huge difference to the choices that they make today.


They don’t use paraffin wax at all, and here’s why:


“With the mentality of the consumer world transitioning from ‘cheap’ products to quality and environmentally friendly products, people are beginning to question paraffin’s role in the candle industry. As a cost-effective alternative to natural ingredients, paraffin is a petroleum by-product used to make candles look shiny and appealing.


So, what is paraffin wax? In a nutshell, the product is derived from petroleum, which is one of the biggest environmental contributors of carbon dioxide. As a result, candles containing paraffin wax produce toxic petrol-soot that eventually stains interior surfaces and can trigger respiratory irritation due to the allergenic ingredients and poor indoor air quality. Using paraffin also passively encourages the discovery, collection, refinement, distribution and consumption of crude oil.


Pure paraffin is colourless, tasteless and odourless, and can cause nausea, vomiting and headaches if fumes or smoke from a candle containing paraffin wax are inhaled. Burning paraffin wax can even create benzene pollution, which can lead to lung cancer.”


Here’s where you can connect with them.


Facebook Page:


https://www.facebook.com/indieecocandles


Twitter Handle:


@indieecocandles


Website:


www.indieecocandles.com


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Published on September 22, 2015 22:28

The #AllAboardLunch in Mumbai

At 212 All Day in Phoenix Market City in Kurla, the All Aboard Lunch brought together some old friends and some new. Over a delicious meal, and some decadent dessert, we discussed words and writing and books and travel and so much more. Thank you to 212 All Day for the fabulous food and hospitality, to Phoenix Market City Kurla for the generosity, to TUI India for the support, and Indie Eco Candles for the goodie bag and Epigamia for the vouchers for their fabulous yogurts.


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Here are some pictures.


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Published on September 22, 2015 22:23

If you haven’t read All Aboard yet, this review might just compel you to.

On Sulekha Rawat’s Blog.


on Sulekha Rawats blog


Social Potpourrian/Business Potpourrian/Meetups/Reads/Message Board/Advertise With Us


Book Review – All Aboard!


By Sulekha Rawat


Book Review

Book Title :All Aboard


Author :Kiran Manral


Publisher : Penguin Books India


After reading Kiran’s book many of us might end up envying Rhea instead of sympathizing with her over her break up just days before her marriage; mainly because after getting dumped she gets to accompany her lovely aunt, Rina Masi on a Mediterranean cruise and bumps into the dashing Kamal Shahani.


On a serious note, All Aboard is like a breath of fresh air on a hot and humid day in Delhi during the summer. I read the book in 4 hours; began reading it at midnight and carried on till 2 A M before realizing that it was way past my bedtime. I woke up feeling excited, like a kid on the morning of her birthday. I can’t remember the last time I read a novel while sipping my bed tea; it is, always, either the newspaper or the very inspiring and motivational book, My True Reality, by Dr Huzan S. Daver.


I kid you not, this book made me lose control and feel naughty, especially while reading the sizzling and scorching massage scene by the pool side. I would have willingly exchanged places with Rhea and conveniently forgotten that I was a happily married, middle-aged woman, almost as old as Rhea’s Rina Masi.


Another first for me in this book was my equation with Rina masi. Don’t we all love to picture ourselves in the main protagonist’s shoes or stilettos? But here I was, going bananas over witty one liners and the flashy fashion sense of the endearing and cuddlesome Rina Masi. Agreed that Rhea was beautiful and had the tall and handsome, not to forget, amazingly caring, Kamal Shahani cast opposite her. I still felt closer to her aunt, and my hero, Rina masi, unmindful of her physical and social makeup.


So here I was, at 6 in the morning, happily devouring the book and smiling like an infatuated teenager, literally drooling over the hot and handsome Kamal. There should be a law against publishing such interesting and juicy stories! The authors penning down such enticing stories should be kept away from their computers. By 8 AM, I was done with the book and didn’t know what to do with the rest of my day; the only thoughts racing in my head were should I book a ticket on the first available Mediterranean cruise or should I first check the passenger manifesto and find out the number of hot, single Kamal-clones I would be sharing the floating city with?


There are love stories and there are comic tales, but when these two come together like sun block and fair smooth skin, deep baritone and great looks, passionate kisses and satiated sighs, a one of a kind story is crafted. Kiran is an excellent storyteller with her finger on the pulse of the readers. She reached into the readers’ minds and read their thoughts before crafting her immensely entertaining travel romance with a few sinister and unexpected twists and turns. The journey, or should I say, the voyage, was as fulfilling and enjoyable as the destination, and in this case, there were so many ports of call that it left me feeling like I’d been on a mini cruise without moving an inch from my bedroom.


The culmination of my dream would be an invitation for a day cruise or a picnic by the sea with Rhea Khanna , Kamal Shahani, Naina, the adorable kids and my idol, Rina, the masi . I wouldn’t mind if the likes of Sonia, John and Samir Dasani were not invited to this fun party.


I have stopped rating books because every author puts in her hundred percent and pours her heart and soul into her books, so who are we to decide how many stars to give them? Reading the review should be good enough for the readers to come to a decision whether to buy the book or not. And if 600 odd words can’t help them make up their minds, a few stars would not be of much use either.


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Published on September 22, 2015 20:01

The next from the Ruby Iyer series

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An exclusive excerpt and GIVEAWAY from The First Life of Vikram Roy


The Ruby Iyer Series—by Laxmi Hariharan


I hear the staccato of shots being fired, followed by yells and howls of pain. Then, the sound of something being smashed and everything goes quiet. The TV no longer chatters. I look to the open door. The recreation room is down at the end of the corridor. The sounds of shots get closer. Without giving myself a chance to think I make a run for the door slam it shut, lock it and it’s as if that’s a signal to the rest of the men to jump to their feet. Without a word, the ten of us scram to our bunks, pull on trousers and shoes.We get our hands on whatever weapon we can find. No guns, none of us have guns. So I grab my cricket bat. (As if that’s going to make a difference?)


Around me the others too are grabbing cricket bats and hockey sticks. Neil grabs an iron rod. An iron rod? Where did he get that from?  We drop to the floor,crouch and wait.


Should I hide under the bed? Nope, no way. Like, that is going to help.


And then a crash as the door is broken down, hacked by what looks like an axe till it’s in pieces on the floor and through it step through two men. One holding a machine gun, the other wielding an axe which he drops to the floor and instead grabs the the gun slung over his back. They are both wearing balaclavas, so we can’t see their features. Of medium height, they are muscular and dressed all in black: Black jeans and sweatshirts, their hair covered by the hoods. Their backs are to the door. They point their guns at us, signalling to us to put our hands up. I hesitate, not looking around but sense that the others too are not sure what to do. The first gunman points his gun at the nearest recruit … a boy just out of his teens and shoots him in the head.


There is a collective gasp from the room. A chill runs through me. Who are they? How did they break through the security measures of the force base? And then they are foolish enough to barge right into the heart of the training facilities of the force and shoot its cadets? Why? Why would they do that? The gunmen gesture to us and this time we follow their orders. We walk to the wall at the back of the bunkhouse and line up, hands on our heads, staring ahead.


An alarm rings out then. Finally! It’s been almost ten minutes since the shooting started. Still, the reinforcements should be here soon. Now all we need to do is keep these gun men distracted enough so they don’t kill us. As if reading my mind, the guy who’d shot the young recruit moves forward, his gun trained on us. I draw in a breath and hold it. The sweat trickles down my back. My heart is racing so fast I am sure if I look down I can see it leaping out of my chest. The gunman passes me, walks to the end of the line; then back to the middle where I am.


“You have no idea what this is about do you?” He asks. He sounds young, as if he is barely a man himself. And something in his voice … muffled as it is, it sounds familiar. A faint recollection  grabs the edge of my mind, And then I forget everything because he leans close to Neil who is next to me, and smashes the butt of his gun into his stomach. Neil falls to the ground, moaning, holding his middle. I firm up my stomach muscles. I know I am next, I must be. I want to squeeze my eyes shut, but don’t. The gunman leans to the other side, and shoots another man in the head.


This chap collapses without a cry. What the fuck? I want to jump him right then, but that would be really stupid of me. I am not going to help anyone if I get killed will I? There are six of us left in the room now. One of the younger recruits lets out a sob, at which gunman no 2 holds his gun at him, so he shuts up immediately.


The gunman asks me, “Where are the plans?’


“What are you talking about?” I reply, trying to stay calm, struggling not to show how scared I am inside.


He only grins and in response, and without taking his eyes off me, holds his gun up and I know what what he is going to do and I scream. “No!” But it’s too late.


This time he’s shot two more guys in succession. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. These guys are desperate, or crazy or both.


Besides me Neil stirs on the ground.


The gunman takes a deep breathe, as if trying to calm himself and says, “Don’t pretend to be dumb. If you don’t get me the blue prints of the security arrangements being planned by the force for Bombay; the one that you and your team mates are being trained for, then all the rest of you die too.”


Only six of us left now. Four young lives, gone just like that. I feel sick. What the fuck are these guys upto? And … and how do they know about the plans? This is top secret. The only reason I know about it, is because I’ve overheard the training officer speaking with the ACP about it on the phone last week. And only because I happened to be waiting outside his room then. And how does this gunman even know that I know the details?


Want to find out what happens next? Click here


About The First Life of Vikram Roy (Ruby Iyer Series)


His family is being held to ransom by a deadly mastermind. Vikram never should have left his family, but when Vikram’s father brings his half-brother Vishal home, life will never be the same. Vikram thinks things will be better now that he’s gone. He’s met the love of his life, his future looks bright and then everything is shattered. Now, his family’s life is hanging in the balance, and only Vikram can do what needs to be done to save them. From the bestselling dystopian fiction author with over 200 reviews and ratings of her dystopia books across Goodreads, Amazon and other retailers.


If you’re looking for books like Hunger Games, then this dystopia romance series, The Ruby Iyer Series is it.


About the origins of Ruby Iyer:


Growing up in Bombay, my daily commute to university was inevitably nightmarish. It’s just how public transport is here. The man behind you on the bus will brush up against you. You know you are going to be felt up on a crowded train platform. All you can do is accept it and get on. Or so you think. I did too, until, a young photojournalist was raped in the centre of Bombay in broad daylight.  It made me furious. Nothing had changed in this city in all these years. Then, I had a vision of this young girl who would not back down; who would follow her instincts, stand up for herself regardless of consequences.  Thus Ruby Iyer was born. Make no mistake, Ruby’s her own person. She leads. I follow. You can download the RUBY IYER DIARIES, the prequel novelette in the series free HERE


About The Many Lives of Ruby Iyer


2015 Readers’ Favorite (Bronze) YA Action


YA Finalist 2015 IAN Book of the Year Award


Finalist 9th Annual Indie Excellence Awards


When her best friend is kidnapped, Ruby will stop at nothing to rescue him. Criminals run the streets of Bombay. Jam-packed with the worst degenerates. The city is a shell of the pride and joy it used to be. Ruby knows something must be done, but it isn’t until her best friend is kidnapped by the despotic Dr Braganza that she knows that she and she alone must save city, save her best friend, save the world from total destruction. Armed only with Vikram, a cop-turned-rogue they are about to embark on a road they may never return from. If you’re looking for fast-paced books like Hunger Games or dystopia fiction like Angelfall, the Ruby Iyer series is perfect for you.


GIVEAWAY


The First Life of Vikram Roy, The THIRD book in the RUBY IYER Series, launches this month. To celebrate the launch of the FIRST LIFE OF VIKRAM ROY I am giving away a $30 gift card. Enter HERE. Winner will be drawn, Oct 1, 2015, and announced in my next newsletter.


DOING MY BIT


All SEPTEMBER earnings from the RUBY IYER SERIES will be donated to SAVE THE CHILDREN: SUPPORT CHILD REFUGEES OF SYRIA. All the RUBY IYER books with their brand new covers, are on SALE all this month at 99p/c & Rs 69/49. Click HERE to buy them.


YOU can also donate to SAVE THE CHILDREN directly HERE




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Published on September 22, 2015 03:00

September 20, 2015

September 17, 2015

And the winners of the Lunch With #AllAboard contest are….

….drumrolls….


Shunali Shroff


Parimita Chakravorty


The Desi Vagabond


Elita


Ruchita Dar Shah


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Diipti Jhangiani


Anju @TravelingNoodles


Anita


and from twitter


@Rohank01


@maaofallblogs


@numerounity


And some more names to yet be announced. Hold your breath.


Congratulations and I am so looking forward to meeting you. Do mail me at kiranmanral@gmail.com and I will send you the exact details of time, date and venue.


Our host cafe for the lunch is 212 All Day Cafe and Bar. Owned and run by Bellona Hospitality, 212 All Day Café & Bar,  a casual dining space with a chic alfresco is located at Phoenix Marketcity, Kurla.


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 A European diner, 212 All Day serves an eclectic mix of Chef Paul Kinny’s signature fresh salads, hand-made burgers, stone hearth flatbread pizzas, a selection of gourmet entrees and exclusive cheeses from the deli counter.


 The restaurant’s well stocked bar that boasts a selection of premium spirits, wines, beers and some exciting cocktails such as 212 Tsunami, Red Hot Chilli Pepper, Seductini, Hottierita make it a perfect place for an evening out.


Our host mall, Phoenix Marketcity, a shopper’s paradise located in the heart of Mumbai is an international standard hub of retail with domestic and international brands along with entertainment options and commercial office spaces.


Phoenix Marketcity Mumbai, which is spread across a retail space of about 2.1 million square feet, houses close to 350 plus brands in the ranks of Zara, Brooks Brothers, Gant,  Superdry, Lacoste, Nautica, Accessorize, Claire’s, Hush Puppies, Catwalk, Puma, Aldo, Charles & Keith, Swarovski, Vero Moda, Jack and Jones, Only, French Connection, United Colors of Benetton, Luxury Boulevard, La Senza, Lifestyle, Diesel, Avirate, Hamley’s, Mango, Promod, DKNY, Boardriders and many more. Phoenix Marketcity also offers a variety of entertainment options such as Happy Planet, PVR Gold Class, 16 Lane Amoeba Bowling Alley, Snow World, What The Fun Lasertag and more.


The mall provides over 75 dining options serving quality meals that are perfect for quick lunch, pre or post shopping as well as a night out of entertainment. Phoenix Marketcity, the hub of entertainment hosts a variety of events such as plays, theatre, musical events, and live performances at the 40,000 sq.ft. European themed Dublin Square which has alfresco dining options and is an easy accessible location. Phoenix Marketcity is all about the exclusivity, expanse and the experience that will revolutionize the retail space forever.


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Published on September 17, 2015 20:32