One Indian Girl by Chetan Bhagat

‘For?’ ‘I am sorry I let you down.’ I stood up to leave. ‘I let myself down, Neel.’ ...

I 32 felt a lump in my throat as I replayed Hong Kong in my head. My hand holding the breakfast plate trembled. Neel looked at m ...

I just kept looking at him. ‘What?’ ‘I am not here to talk about London.’ ‘Give me a minute. I need to bring something from the ...

London One Year Ago ...

T 33 he Goldman Sachs office in London is located on 133 Fleet Street. The office at Peterborough Court is at the same site as t ...

minded and don’t mind staying in a joint family. I reached for my cellphone—to call my mother and blast her. I resisted the urge ...

‘If you write wheatish people think it is dark. You have to write “quite fair”. Raise it up a notch.’ ‘Oh, really? So what if so ...

‘Enough, mom,’ I said. She tossed another parantha on my plate. I didn’t want a husband. I needed my mother with me in London. S ...

‘But I hate that shirt. How could he wear it?’ I laughed. ‘He is a doctor. We are shortlisting him. You can choose his clothes a ...

‘H 34 i, can you see me?’ I said. I sat at my dining table, facing my laptop. I had a Skype call fixed with Raj Bakshi, a doctor ...

Isn’t this too much too soon? What’s the protocol? He can ask me all these things in the first call? Can I ask him too? ‘Are we ...

‘I can’t hide who I am,’ I said. ‘Why can’t you be like your sister?’ ‘Because I am not Aditi didi. I don’t want to be her.’ We ...

It’s called labour, mom. I didn’t cause it, it is how kids happen. ‘I heard you wanted to abort me,’ I said. She looked up. ‘Who ...

M 35 Three weeks later y mother wore her reading glasses. She flicked through the pictures on the shaadi.com app on my phone. ‘S ...

‘Good. Give me the phone.’ I saw his profile picture. A lean, tall and bespectacled man in a beige overcoat stood against the ba ...

‘I am sure. And what are your interests?’ he said. ‘I love to travel. I like music. I like exploring whichever city I live in. H ...

36 One month later ...

‘R St Regis Hotel’s café, New York adhika, right?’ I heard his voice as I entered. I turned to look at him. He wore beige chinos ...

‘Sometimes I wonder.. .there is so much happening in the tech world. Can’t I start something of my own?’ ‘Of course you can.’ He ...

‘Yeah.’ ‘She was in my coaching classes.’ ‘Okay,’ I said. ‘A girlfriend?’ ‘I liked her for roughly two years. She liked me too. ...