​BOOK REVIEW OF- The Flame of AnahataBY Saranya Umakanthan

BOOK REVIEW OF- The Flame of Anahata
BY Saranya Umakanthan

 Paperback: 240 pages

 Publisher: General Press; First edition (1 April 2017)

Language: English

 ISBN-10: 8180320243

 ISBN-13: 978-8180320248


“They turned to see his tears of love wiping away her blood of agony…” Diya throws Suraj’s proposal back in his face, leaving him broken-hearted. Why would she do so when she loved him desperately? Suraj finds his Guruji unconscious beside a cave clutching the warrior Indrajith’s diary. His heart-rending love story then unfolds. Being trapped in a web of emotions, Indrajith endured the pain of his lost love, hurting himself and trampled Deepali’s hope for his adopted brother… Who was he? Sealed for centuries and holding the Mann-Parivarthana astra, the cave is besieged by evil now. But all attempts to unlock it go futile. Faced with baffling hints, Suraj’s intelligence is sorely tested. What is the potent power required to break through that Paanch-Dost-Gupha? The Flame of Anahata Will the fire of love ever flicker in the hearts of Diya and Suraj?


What does Anahata means? The heart chakra is situated in the centre of the chest at the height of the thymus gland (behind the sternum). In Sanskrit this chakra is called Anahata, meaning ‘infinite’, ‘unhurt’ or ‘boundless’. The heart chakra is related to being able to love yourself. Being able to give and receive (love) with equal ease. Feeling kindness and compassion for yourself and others. Having a sense of ‘we’ instead of only ‘I’. Feeling a general sense of belonging and trusting in your heart as an inner compass. That’s why it’s called “the flame of Anahata”. The story takes us through a journey of love, trust, forgiveness and boundless emotions. It’s just like Taking a walk through the garden of forgiveness and picking a flower of forgiveness for everything you have ever done. When you get to that time that is now, make a full and total forgiveness of your entire life and smile at the bouquet in your hands because it truly is beautiful.

I believe that Love is not an equation, it is not a contract, and it is not a happy ending. Love is the slate under the chalk, the ground that buildings rise, and the oxygen in the air. It is the place you come back to, no matter where you’re headed. If we love someone truly, I feel nothing can break the bond- not even any superpower or any astra. To be deeply loved means a willingness to cut yourself wide open, exposing your vulnerabilities… hopes, hurts, fears and flaws. Hiding behind the highlight reel of who you are, is the real you and that person is just as worthy of love. There is nothing more terrifying or fulfilling, than complete love, it’s worth the risk… reach for it. All the characters’ portrayed in the story- Diya, Suraj, Deepali, and Indrajith are very beautifully described. The connection of everyone with the astra in the cave was so thrilling. I felt Emotions, in my experience, aren’t covered by single words. I don’t believe in “sadness,” “joy,” or “regret.” Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I’d like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, constructions like, say, “the happiness that attends disaster.” Or: “the disappointment of sleeping with one’s fantasy.” I’d like to show how “intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members” connects with “the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age.” I’d like to have a word for “the sadness inspired by failing restaurants” as well as for “the excitement of getting a room with a minibar.” I’ve never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I’ve entered my story, I need them more than ever. 

The way the author had portrayed the opening of the cave, which ultimately brings us to the climax of the story was very interesting and thrilling. I really appreciate the way the author has related a thrilling plot with an emotional one. The problem about cutting out the best of your heart and giving it to people, is that  It hurts to do that and You never know if they are going to throw it away or not. But then you should still do it. Because either way is cowardice. At the end of the day, it’s about being brave and we are only haunted by the ghosts that we trap within ourselves; we are not haunted by the ghosts that we let out. We are haunted by the ghosts that we cover and hide. So you let those ghosts out in that best piece of your heart that you give to someone. And if the other person throws it away? Or doesn’t want it to begin with? Someone else will come along one day, cut out from his heart that exact same jagged shape that you cut out of your own heart, and make their piece of heart fit into the rest of yours. Wait for that person. And you can fill their missing piece with your soul. I loved the entire plot because it delivers a beautiful message- 

Love conquers the body by embracing it, conquers the mind by massaging it, conquers the heart by kissing it, and conquers the soul by marrying it.





Overall I would like to rate the book 42 on a scale of 50.

4 stars out of 5

Originality of the plot and sub plots- 9/10

Net emotions in the story- 8/10

Usage of words and phrases-8/10

The title, cover and the illustration-8/10

The net impact on the readers- 9/10

Overall, it’s worth reading. 

“Love has never been conquered, not even by the greatest army”


KUDOS TO SARANYA- It was really a beautiful plot.

Saranya Umakanthan is a software engineer by profession and a two-time university topper. An avid reader, she enjoys playing with words. She loves coffee, books and online shopping. Nothing brings her more contentment than seeing a reader enjoying her book. The fragrance and texture of paperback novels inspire her and she hangs out at bookstores frequently.

Reviewed by-

Sayan Basak


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