Another grand-gripping tale from SITARA's truly unmatched penmanship. Her prose has that rare lustre; it retains an assured quality of capturing a vision that penetrates deeper into the core of being. What it achieves is a glaring display of exactitude and elegance that lures you into a surreal world where every conceivable level of human emotions - love, passion, humour, sorrow, loss - has a defined place. But it is also where humanity too looses its universal relevance and life's grotesque realities reign supreme; dreams are made but they are also shattered in a mere instant with a fickle twist of fate: the bewildering paradox. SITARA'S prose flows seamlessly as is customary of her stories, with an authoritative narrative voice and crafty characterisation. Her treatment of the wider theme of the good vs the evil in this story clearly reflects a craft fully in control for mobilising her multifarious subjects with a clever choice of settings and a clarity of intentions. The outcome is a resounding display of superb storytelling with pitch perfect precision. Important perhaps is the shift in her choice of subjects and settings in this story; Mina Davis's is a fate many meet and have met while carrying out what they're/were supposed to carry out, whether as reporters or as soldiers in a battlefield. There is chaos; there's danger everywhere and worse still, there is a raging war out there. I think, it is this sense of precariousness and fear that war evokes in one's mind, provides much impetus to the spine-chilling cliff-hanger with which the plot progresses towards its eventual conclusion. Truly spellbinding in every possible sense of the word. ************** SITARA, My apologies, I have been rather late with this call but the last few days have been an absolute nightmare. Have a good day and a good weekend. I'm off to London this weekend. Have a good one. Carpe diem