Saturday, January 17, 2009

Trust Me

One of the highly pathetic novels which I chanced upon. I had thought that since Indian authors have come a long way, this will be good but sadly mistaken. Rajashree, the author does not seem to have a sense of how to write the story.
Paro, the protogonist of the story, is characterised as a looser. She befriends a cameraman... goes and gets pregnent and then a abortion, but still cannot get away from thoughts of the chappie. Her boss makes passes at her... she moves out and starts working with a film production as Asst Director... here one stud of a supporting actor woos her and like a typical hindi movie, they live happily ever after........ HOW BORING THE PLOT CAN GET....
Have a drink and hit the bed. Gotta think of ways to recover the money spent on the novel (maybe go and throw this back at the book-seller at New Delhi Rly Stn or ask him to refund atleast part of the money or ask raddiwalah for atleast some good amount of exchange rate)...

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