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Book Review: Chocolate Wars by Deborah Cadbury © mulshankar13.  All articles, scripts, poetry, prose, reviews written here are exclusive copyrights of mulshankar13. Any article, poetry, prose, story or reviews may be reused, quoted in full or as an excerpt only with attribution to “Source: mulshankar13”. It’s so ubiquitous. Chocolates. And a book about their evolution and struggle to reach to the common man in its various forms is what this book brings to the fore. At the epicentre is the Cadbury family and its Quaker values pioneered by George Fox. The Cadbury’s, the Rowntree’s, the Fry’s, the Lindt’s, the Hershey’s, the Mars, all get a mention in this book. And a bar of Snickers or one of Dairy Milk or the Hershey’s cocoa powder mean very different now to me when I see them in a retail store. The book offers a vivid view into the Victorian England. Industrialization had just ushered in then and with it a rampant urbanization and unchecked inequality vis-à-vis opportunities. The i

  © mulshankar13.  All articles, scripts, poetry, prose, reviews written here are exclusive copyrights of mulshankar13. Any article, poetry, prose, story or reviews may be reused, quoted in full or as an excerpt only with attribution to “Source: mulshankar13”. The domestic help’s daughter Chutki was not a very tidy girl, though with a pair of beautiful fish shaped eyes and a facial contour akin to a goddess. Her parents had migrated from the foothills of the great Himalayas in Nepal in search of a better livelihood all the way to south India, Bengaluru, almost a year ago. Both, the father and the mother of Chutki worked very hard for their only child’s better future. Besides they also sent a good portion of their hard earned money back home in Nepal to support their parents and their dependents, of the latter, to put it utmost euphemistically, though grown up siblings found the frugality of the village life far more bearable than the unpredictability and hardships of the distant land.

खरदह की शाम पुरानी © mulshankar13 All articles, scripts, poetry, prose, reviews written here are exclusive copyrights of mulshankar13. Any article, poetry, prose, story or reviews may be reused, quoted in full or as an excerpt only with attribution to "Source: mulshankar13". उल्टी बहती हुगली पर ढलता सूरज काले कोयले पर भभक्ता लाल रंग सूखी लकड़ी, मिट्टी-तेल की खुसबू ! क़लम से टपकता पसीना कमीज़ से आती  ताज़ी उखरी घास की खुसबू ! हाथ बढ़ाकर पकर लूँ इनको वह पटसन की शाम पुरानी !

© mulshankar13. All articles, scripts, poetry, prose, reviews written here are exclusive copyrights of mulshankar13. Any article, poetry, prose, story or reviews may be reused, quoted in full or as an excerpt only with attribution to “Source: mulshankar13”.  We work work work Work our selves out For a 3 BHK And a financial future out! We have no time To love or care Keep aside the kiss or the stare Let's work work work Work ourselves out The office away is our family right out! The kid and the husband Or the kid and the wife They ought to be alright As we must work work work For our future out!