The Bloodbath  (Paperback, Dinesh Pundri)

Love and hatred both have their time and place. There is a time for birth as well as a time to die. Unfortunately, it's time for you to die. Even God is far away from you. Who knows what awaits us, Sam, from my God? , and you’re God, but I'm sure our paths will never cross again. She possessed features such as a lovely face with sparkling eyes, the appropriate contours, an asymmetrical figure, long, grandiloquent hair, and pea cockish oomph. A sensitive story of a perverse, scheming woman who didn’t leave any opportunity to finish off her very dear and near in a systematic way, making her life and others' highly perilous. The Bloodbath is a lace memory handkerchief, a nasty pair of silky underwear, a blood-stained dagger, and, most significantly, a bag packed with horrible happenings. It gleams with enigma, permeating the skin and erecting the hair's breadth in veneration and enquiry.