"It was a wonderful experience interacting with you and appreciate the way you have planned and executed the whole publication process within the agreed timelines.”
Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh Pal
This book is not an intellectual book. Nor is it thought provoking. It is meant to be a hoot. It has no plot, no love story, no crime, no conspiracy. It is stark in its simplicity. In as much as I mean for it to transport the readers like a time machine, back into the fifties and sixties, I hope it will also help to prove the theory that a Malayalee can be found anywhere on Earth, even on the edges of the forests of a little-known place called Perlis in Malaya.
This book is about the everyday affairs in the mundane life of an ordinary person, narrated in an ordinary way. The subtle humour I’ve tried to weave into every situation should bring a smile to your face; otherwise, my purpose is lost. As you turn the pages, you’re bound to find that however modest you thought life might be, there are pitfalls and traps strewn your way. If you can bring all these elements together, season it with some entertainment and wit, for it is that final component that sets apart the ordinary from the fascinating, then, my darlings, consider yourselves lucky, for you’ve lived a brilliant life.
This book is testimony to that.
Lennie George Abraham
I’m a dentist by profession, so everything I speak is the tooth, or should I say ‘truth?’ I own up to the fact that I have not, as yet, written a book. Nor have I made a publication or sent in an article to any newspaper. Hence, there is nothing of significance to boost my ego except for the fact that I dared to remove my father-in-law’s tooth once. Not many can boast of that. Even so, I now dare to swim with the sharks and publish this work among well-established writers and literary giants, hoping to hold my own.
I am retired and live in Trivandrum. Oh, I still have the Husband of 46 years to remind me that life is a challenge, no matter the time or the age. I’m enjoying the empty-nest syndrome, though I do a lot of e-nagging. Why else do we have children?
