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Review - Ohh Yes I Am Single - And So Is My Girlfriend by Durjoy Dutta and Neeti Rustagi



It is not written for my age group but I read it anyway. We have to read outside our comfort level at times. The hero (he has the same name as one of the authors) narrates his love story - or stories - for the benefit of anyone who's interested.

The gospel according to Durjoy. How he was a fat, ugly fellow who followed the same girl home from school for years. The first crush. The first kiss. The first sex. The first true love. By the time I finished this book, I was ready to murder the main character with my bare hands. These things are very personal. Who in the name of all that's sacred wants to know about his sex life? Well, as I live in the middle class India which is Durjoy's milieu, I know now never to engage a young man as a tutor for my daughter. Heck, I knew it anyway.

No one forced me to read this book. It was lent to me and I finished it because I started it. It was tedious from start to finish. There may be people who are willing to pay out money to read the (s)exploits of Durjoy. Not me. I'd rather write my own stories. I have actually. My advice to Durjoy is get a life. Live that life. When you have some good stories to tell, write them. Who knows? You may yet win the Nobel Prize for literature.

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  1. Good name for a book - even if you didn't like it. (Though at least it got a review out of you.)

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  2. Honest review, if ever I saw one!

    Nas

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