After his mother loses her battle against cancer, Andrew Donavan struggles through his childhood and teenage years. His wealthy father gives him the best education money could buy but unable to offer him love and compassion. They drift apart and Andrew ends up in a teaching position at the University of Victoria. But his heart is empty and soul yearns for adventure. So he escapes. He goes to Manali, a destination resort in the Himalayas where once as a young boy he had spent several months and had found his first love. He wonders if he would meet her again? In this far away place an ugly truth about his father emerges that changes his life, forever. He is compelled to embark on a mission that could not only put his life in jeopardy but also destroy his father. Distraught and confused he plunges himself irrationally into the riskiest solution of once and for all exposing the culprits responsible for Lalita's sad fate in order to bring justice to her and her family and hopefully find peace in his soul. Then something extraordinary happens. Andrew discovers an ugly truth about his father and he learns a strange fact about his relationship with Jyoti. His world comes crushing around him and he is now enraged and wants to overtly fight the villains including his own father. He is willing to take all the risks as the situation becomes do or die for him. To Andrew's amazement his father suddenly appears unannounced in Manali. Andrew is not sure what his father came to Manali for and refuses to even see him. Finally his father convinces Andrew to meet with him to hear out his side of the story. For the first time in his life Andrew's father opens his heart and reveals the truth to both Andrew and Jyoti. She is furious and wants nothing to do with Andrew or his father. But Andrew's father discloses the real purpose of his return to Manali and presents a plan to apprehend the people who were responsible for the violence towards Lalita. The plan is full of flaws but the persuasive nature of Andrew's father prevails. Together they all walk into a death trap. Will they all perish due to their flawed plan? Will Lalita's family ever get justice for what happened to Lalita? Will Jyoti meet the same fate as Lalita did twenty years ago? Does Andrew's father have an alternative plan that he will not share with his son? Answers to these questions are revealed by what Andrew does next. Unpredictable and utterly unique love triangle, Pink Balcony Silver Moon is a story of the untouchable class of India and their tumulus struggle of fighting for their rights by breaking centuries old shackles of traditions.

In broad daylight, on a highway in Saudi Arabia, a young American couple is brutally murdered and their two-year old son abducted. Matt Slater, an FBI counter terrorism specialist is sent to Saudi Arabia to solve the murder and to recover the two-year old abducted son. Matt feels helpless in a bureaucratic Arabian world and finds him being toyed with by the murderer who strikes again and this time in Abu Dhabi and kills another young American couple and abducts their four-year old daughter. Walking the dangerous maze of lies and deceit of Arabian justice system he uncovers a sinister scheme of Al Qaeda preparing to kill tens of thousands of American. Would he have enough time to save the abducted children and stop Al Qaeda in joining forces with Iraq in launching their murderous campaign?

With blood on his hands, an embittered David runs away from the Falkland War. He travels through Europe to find a new beginning. Wandering through various cities he remains dissatisfied until he arrives in Florence where he becomes entangled in the tumulus world of the Zuccato sisters. Maria and Kathleen Zuccato are unaware of their upcoming fate as David arrives to fill their world with murder and mystery.

A young woman CIA agent, working under cover in Maasai Mara, Kenya is brutally murdered. Matt Slater, an FBI Special Agent, is assigned to the case. Upon arrival in Kenya, Matt discovers an inexplicable link between the murdered agent, international terrorist organizations and the senior Kenyan politicians. As events unfold it seems that scores of innocent Kenyans are killed for political gains and thousands of elephants are slaughtered to fund terrorist activities. Matt's involvement to stop the killing and butchering brings the whole political relationship between Kenya and the USA to the brink of collapse. The clock is ticking and Matt has only a few days to bring the perpetrators to justice.

India is explained as the land of many experiences from where, when you leave, you take only half of you because the other half you lose due to dysentery, nausea, vomiting, sickness and such other weight-loss techniques-Dr. Atkins paradise, you might say. Roots? Hell no. A cruel twist of kismet, or rather a need of employment to pay alimony, brought me back to my country of birth, India, that I had left almost a quarter of a century ago seeking greener pastures overseas. But it was perhaps a foible of karma that upon returning and during our two years of staying in India, we lived in the two most amazing and diagonally opposite in nature cities for an equal amount of time-Calcutta, the City of Joy, and New Delhi, the City of Sorrows. Although considered fictional, the story of City of Joy is based on true characters. It revolves around the trials and tribulations of a young Polish priest, the hardship endured by a rickshaw puller, and the experiences of a young American doctor. My stories are about the trials and tribulations of a non-confrontational Canadian engineering executive (me...really) and his thrill-junky Canadian doctor wife. I must admit it was rather nostalgic for me to return to my home country after a three-decade absence. I guess after the sudden loss of my job, I was very thankful to find not only a well-paid, senior position but also to have the opportunity to come back to my country of birth-all expenses paid. Besides, ever since I watched 'Roots, ' I was convinced that only by returning to India would I find answers to all those questions that had been hounding me for a very long time. You know the questions we all tend to think of when we lose a job through no fault of our own, like: Is there a god? Why me? Will I find peace? Will I come back as a woman in my next life? Okay, maybe not the last one, that may be my crazy thinking because just once I would like a chance to find the meaning of life in morning coffees, shopping trips, elaborate hairdos, and hours in beauty salons and spas while some sucker who spent half his life educating himself looked after me, worshiped me and cared for all my needs. Anyway, here I was, back in India and thankful for being gainfully employed. Here is an odd thing. Just when one thinks that one knows everything about something, one is always inevitably in for a surprise. I thought I knew everything about my country. You know, the corruption, bad service, and dirty politics. No, no, I am not talking about Canada. I am talking about India. Wait a minute. Come to think of it, it could well be Canada. Anyway, this time I am talking about India. Read my humorous, misadventure stories of how as an Indian I barely survived India and at the same time my wife as a Canadian thrived in this blessed place. These stories may give you an insight to how to survive corporate India or die laughing.