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One Indian Girl
Chetan Bhagat is the author of six bestselling novels—Five Point Someone (2004), One Night @ the Call Center (2005), The 3 Mistakes of My Life (2008), 2 States (2009), Revolution 2020 (2011) and Half Girlfriend (2014)—which has sold over ten million copies and has been translated into over a dozen languages worldwide.
In 2008, The New York Times called him ‘the biggest-selling author in India’s history, a position he has maintained to date.
Almost all his books have been adapted into hit Bollywood films. He is also a Filmfare-award-winning screenplay writer.
TIME magazine named him as one of the 100 most influential people in the world and Fast The company, USA, listed him as one of the 100 most creative people in business globally.
His columns in The Times of India and Dainik Bhaskar are amongst the most widely read in the country.
He is also one of the country’s leading motivational speakers and has hosted several TV shows. Despite all the above, he is only human and can be totally stupid sometimes.
Chetan went to college at IIT Delhi and IIM Ahmedabad, after which he worked in investment banking for a decade before quitting his job to become a full-time writer.
He is married to Anusha and is the father of twin boys, Shyam and Ishaan. He lives in
Story From The Book
Palm trees along the Marriott pool swayed green in the breeze. The 5 p.m. December sun lit up the hotel’s cottages, casting gentle shadows everywhere.
We went down the walking path, with the hotel to our left and the Arabian Sea to our right. I felt overdressed in my sunflower outfit as other hotel guests roamed around in shorts and vests.
‘So you just arrived yesterday from San Francisco?” I said. ‘Yeah, landed last night,’ he said. ‘I wanted to maximize my leave. One week for the wedding.
A couple of days after that at home in Mumbai. Then Bali for our honeymoon. Used it all up, actually.’ The word honeymoon caused a jolt in me. Mini-me woke up again.
Honeymoon! After a doden-odd Skype calls and meeting once over a day trip? A week in Bali with this man I am walking next to. Will we be naked? Stop it, Radhika. Focus on the moment.
‘Must be tiring, flying so much,’ I said. ‘I saw you. Not tired anymore.”
I smiled. The man is trying. Maybe I should too.
Brijesh smiled back. He had innocent teacher’s-pet eyes. ‘How’s Facebook?” I said.
‘I had a busy month. Just finished an enterprise project. So much work, front-end interfaces,
back-end systems, underlying APIs.’ ‘APIS?”
Application program interface. Set of routines, protocols, and tools for building software applications. How software components interact, basically.”
I nodded, having understood not a word.
‘You have no idea what I am talking about, right?”
“I know. Not the most exciting job in the world,’ he said, his voice flat.
“Come on, you work at Facebook. It’s quite cool.”
‘People think it is Facebook so there’s nothing to do. We post pictures all day or something ‘I am sure it is pretty high-tech behind the scenes.”
Should I talk about more personal stuff? He will happily discuss computer code for two hours if I let him. Radhika, take control.
Cheers!’ Jonathan raised a toast. “To my amazing associates, Craig and Radhika.” We lifted our glasses.
As per distressed debt tradition, the entire group went out for drinks on the Friday night of the bonus announcement week. We had come to Harry’s Café & Steak, a five-minute walk from the Goldman building.
Harry’s was a Wall Street institution, where senior bankers and CEOs lunched and closed some of the biggest mergers and financial deals.
Around twenty of us from the Distressed Debt Group congregated in the bar area.
Jon Cruz came only for a few minutes, he chatted with senior MDs and vice presidents before leaving for the weekend at his Hamptons beach house.
See you guys. And enjoy yourself. It’s on me, Jon said as he left the bar, leaving his credit card behind.
People had invited their significant others, which meant wives, husbands, girlfriends, and boyfriends. Even I had invited Debu.
I had finally gathered the courage to make him public to my team. Until now my group considered me a geek, in a relationship with her financial models. Tonight they would see my man
White-gloved waiters passed around champagne glasses on silver trays, “Happy with your number?” Craig said to me. Confidentiality clauses apart, bonus gossip was just too hard to resist.
“It’s my first real one. Of course, I am happy, I said, trying not to reveal too much. am sure they paid you really well. They love you here,’ Craig said. I wondered if he had a hint of snark in his voice.
I couldn’t tell. is that Jonathan’s wife who just arrived?” I said, deflecting the topic. I pointed to the Hey is Harry’s entrance. I recognized her from the pictures on Jonathan’s desk.
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