Half Girlfriend

by Chetan Bhagat

If she weren’t tall I wouldn’t have noticed her. It is funny how her height shaped my life.

Riya. I loved her short little name. Or maybe when you start liking people, you start liking everything about them—from their sweaty eyebrows to their little names.

An army of intellectual men cannot solve the riddle created by an indecisive woman.

Girls are difficult. It is all about finding the right balance. You can neither be too pushy, nor come across as too cool to care. I suck at this fine balance.

She was still the most beautiful woman in the world to me. Even though we were in the middle of what seemed like a world war, I wanted to kiss her. That is how sick the male mind is. It can forget the entire context of a situation and follow its own track. ‘I said I’m listening,’