This collection represents some of what I have written from 2001 to 2008, parts of which also presented in different group venues, and posted, rather conveniently, on the Forums I have tried to maintain in a British newspaper.

Since the publication of my initial Ramblings' in 2009, this supposedly restless' mind did not suddenly acquire Zen-tranquility. It continued to be what it has been for long and here is another installment of occasional thoughts, versified. I use versified' not in the strictly traditional sense because it gets a bit too restrictive for the license' some of us think we have or claim to have. These ramblings' are mostly in a territory that is consciously kept apart from the areas of my professional interest. This territory involves governments, politics, nature, things and people -- people of faith, deep, shallow, desert-dry or fertile with pseudo-versions of Zen and Sufism. In this territory, the things that happen are often seen and considered in a somewhat different way, and the reactions felt and expressed, not always with due respect and reverence. There is no conscious attempt to organize or sequester these thoughts into groups or categories, but if one finds any trend in this tumbling out of thoughts, it may perhaps be largely attributed to some kind of chronological, evolutionary randomness. And if in these wanderings, some hills and valleys begin to look familiar to those who may know, they could well be but, I hope, seen from a different angle, tangential to a path rather less-familiar, and offering a somewhat different view. No two sunsets over a familiar hill are ever the same to an eye or a heart that is never tired of sunsets; every wave leaves behind its own set of previously unseen gifts each time it sweeps over and recedes from a well-trodden beach. Some of these ramblings' have been offered before, quite extemporaneously, to informal gatherings but if anyone detects any tell-tale signs here, it would be either incidental or that my editorial revisions have not been as thorough as I had originally intended. T. Beeth November, 2013

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Anousha is a very sensitive poet. Her choice of words is exacting, and the emotions and feelings are well captured. She asks questions, motivates and inspires through her poetry. Anousha is a very talented poet. - Apoorva Srivastava IFS Officer Beautiful poems. Flow straight from the heart. Difficult emotions also articulated very sensitively. Poems traverse various genres and cater to different moods and moments. Youthful energy pervades every emotion.Good luck! Prof Abhishek Mishra Ex Cabinet Minister Government of Uttar Pradesh Inspired from the thoughts residing in the depths of a teenager’s mind, the book is a journey of love, introspection, revelation and reconciliation. It is a group of fine, young poems who will speak to you about life, society, love for self, the issues of today, questions for you and questions for me. Each poem is carefully handcrafted with the love and emotion of the poet who sincerely looks forward to your company in this trip of becoming ourselves.

It is 1939. Eva Delectorskaya is a beautiful 28-year-old Russian émigrée living in Paris. As war breaks out she is recruited for the British Secret Service by Lucas Romer, a mysterious Englishman, and under his tutelage she learns to become the perfect spy, to mask her emotions and trust no one, including those she loves most. Since the war, Eva has carefully rebuilt her life as a typically English wife and mother. But once a spy, always a spy. Now she must complete one final assignment, and this time Eva can't do it alone: she needs her daughter's help.

The enemy is defeated. The gods strike a truce. And the Dharkan strike against the gods. Victory has cost both gods and mortals dearly. The veil between life and death in Niflheim is thinner than ever. Try as they might, the gods are powerless against the influence of Time, and their past mistakes threaten not only their future but their very existence. Now the fate of eternity rests in the unlikely alliance between the goddess of the soul and a soulless Dharkan, as they must work together to achieve peace between the living and the dead in Aegea. And although their goals may seem similar, the motivations behind them couldn’t be more at odds with each other. Meanwhile, a greater enemy approaches. Or maybe it’s already here...