![]() ![]() The back cover introduced me to Madhav and Riya in a very kindergarten sing-song manner. On that democratic note, I began his latest. Truth be told, our worlds don’t collide, thus neither does our existence matter to the other. I am not a fan, neither am I the one hunting him down with a grammar bible. Having interacted with him once, my thoughts have been pretty neutral about his ‘literary expertise’. ![]() I have no qualms in stating that this wasn’t the first time I was reading Chetan Bhagat. ![]() The cashier smiled, and his cash register went ka ching! On an impulse I tossed ‘Half Girlfriend’ as a last-minute purchase. Festivals were an expensive affair as confirmed by my billing total. Or was this just another smart marketing gimmick? What if it was not? My chain of thoughts were interrupted by the cashier. Why would an author willingly name his book such, I wondered. The cover was quite pedestrian if you ask me, but the title had created quite a furore on social media. I noticed the attractive POS (point of sale) display on every counter. My shopping cart was overflowing with gifts for the festive season. He proceeded to bill the items in my cart. “Would you like to add this book?” he asked. ![]()
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