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Meet Aparajita-a hardcore Bolly-telly lover,a journalism student and a barista. Enter a handsome tall stranger, who looks suspiciously like her favourite TV star and we get a freshly brewed concoction.Winner of SKoW Awards Best International:Judge's Pick
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 15 - Words: 24,392 - Reviews: 285 - Favs: 28 - Follows: 36 - Updated: 03-14-12 - Published: 03-21-10 - id: 2787687
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Prologue
"24/6 Malabar Hills." I wheezed, squeezing in my rucksack through the door of the taxi.
The turbaned driver turned around.
"Malabar Hills? 300 Rupees Madam." he protested, his yellow turban brushing the top of the taxi.
"Bhaiyya take 500...Please go!" I patted his seat in frustration.
His bushy eyebrows raised and a steady muttering about 'the-generation-which-is-so-gone-out-of-hand' and similar sounding stuff, he started the taxi, and joined the sea of vehicles.
It was another typical day in Mumbai. For me, it was now a matter of life or death.
A thought struck me.
"What if I have misinterpreted everything...What if...What if I have come here on a fool's errand?"
The taxi screeched to a halt outside the gate of the building. My gaze followed the tall towers, and I gulped. It was too late to think about it anyway.
Here goes nothing. Or maybe, everything.
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