Half Girlfriend

by Chetan Bhagat

You see, my mind has this overdrive switch, especially when it’s excited. It starts to get ahead of itself and thinks useless thoughts when I could actually be doing something constructive, like watching the game or finding out that girl’s name.

Just imagine, if only the jokers in Buxar had done things a little differently, maybe the white man would be speaking Hindi and Bhojpuri would be the new cool.

An avid exemplification of alternate reality

The first time, it wasn’t the right time. The second time, well, I have no time.