But the powers up there, who had obviously been laughing at my delusions, chose a funny way to let me know exactly what would be good for me. And then one day, it would win the Booker, followed by the Pulitzer.Īt least, that’s what the plan was. I’d had dreams of how it would havelonely hearts who look for love in many dysfunctional relationships, only to end up alone in their Delhi barsatis and Mumbai’s Bandra ‘bungalows’ with a cat for a companion. I had always imagined my first book would be like Haruki Murakami’s Norwegian Wood-dark, gloomy, full of suicidal tendencies and existential angst. Writing a Mills & Boon novel rekindled a romance in Aastha Atray Banan’s life-the one with words.
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