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INDIAN NOVELS TAG

INDIAN NOVELS TAG.....
well i created this tag coz i ashamed of the pitiful number of Indian books i have read........i hope some of you are sailing in the same boat too........
#bold and italicize the ones you have read.....
# italicize the ones you wish to read.....

  1. Feluda- Satyajit Ray
  2. Q & A- Vikas Swarup
  3. The Namesake- Jhumpa Lahiri
  4. The Inheritance of Loss- Kiran Desai
  5. Any book by Swami Vivekananda
  6. A Suitable Boy- Vikram Seth
  7. Two Lives- Vikram Seth
  8. Sacred Games- Vikram Chandra
  9. Almost an Ambassador- Rajit Dogra
  10. Maximum City - Suketu Mehta
  11. Five Point Someone- Chetan Bhagat
  12. Three Mistakes of my Life- Chetan Bhagat
  13. One Night at the Call Center- Chetan Bhagat
  14. Mowgli- Ruskin Bond
  15. The Zigzag Way-Anita Desai
  16. My Experiments with Truth- Mahatma Gandhi
  17. The God of Small Thing-Arundhati Roy
  18. How I Taught my Grandmother to Read and other stories-Sudha Murthy
  19. Malgudi Days-R.K. Narayan
  20. Ramayana-Rajagopalachari
  21. The Train to Pakistan-Khushwant Singh
  22. Selective Memory-Shobhaa De
  23. A Fine Balance-Rohinton Mistry
  24. A House for Mr. Biswas- V.S. Naipaul
  25. The Last Song of Dusk- Siddhant Sanghvi
  26. Once upon a Time Zone- Neelesh Mishra
  27. Wise and Otherwise- Sudha Murthy
  28. The Last Mughal- William Darymple
well i may have may have missed quite a few book........please forgive my lack of knowledge........

Comments

Tshhar Mangal said…
GIrl, you ashamed me so much :P
Just 3 books i have read :-(
DOne,check it out
http://tshharmangalmuses.blogspot.com/2008/07/indian-novels-tag.html

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