Half Girlfriend

Half Girlfriend

Chetan Bhagat

Language: English

Pages: 260

ISBN: 8129135728

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Once upon a time, there was a Bihari boy called Madhav. He fell in love with girl called Riya. Madhav didn't speak English well. Riya did. Madhav wanted a relationship. Riya didn't. Riya just wanted friendship. Madhav didn't. Riya suggested a compromise. She agreed to be his half-girlfriend. From the author of the blockbuster novels Five Point Someone, One Night @ the Call Center, The 3 Mistakes of My Life, 2 States and Revolution 2020 comes a simple and beautiful love story that will touch your heart and inspire you to chase your dreams.

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sometime, Madhav.’ I shrugged. ‘Anyway, I like your dream, Riya,’ I said. ‘It’s doable, not unreal.’ ‘Unreal, like?’ she said. ‘Like becoming a top actress or the prime minister. You just want something simple.’ She smiled. ‘Nothing is simple for a girl in a family like mine,’ she said. We walked in silence for a few minutes. ‘I feel better,’ she said after a while. ‘What?’ She looked at me. The last of the daylight tinted her face orange, making her look ethereal. I wanted to give her a

was, lest it weaken my resolve. ‘What did you want to talk about?’ she asked again. ‘The kiss,’ I said. Riya giggled. ‘I can’t believe I am the girl and you are the guy. The guy wants to talk about it.’ ‘Very funny. Now can we discuss it?’ ‘What about the kiss? You forced it on me.’ Her answer stumped me. I didn’t know what to say. ‘I. . .I did it because. . .’ I fumbled for words. ‘Yes, why? Why did you do it, Mr Jha?’ ‘Because I. . .I love you.’ Riya burst out laughing. I didn’t like

midnight,’ she said. ‘Go on, read the whole sheet.’ I turned to the sheet again. Top Ten Tools: YouTube videos of famous speeches. Watching English movies with subtitles. English-only days—no Hindi conversation allowed. Working on speech content in Hindi first. Recording an English voice diary on the phone through the day. Thinking in English. Watching television news debates in English. Calling call centres and choosing the English option. Reading out English advertisements on street

spent in Patna. To be able to help you prepare for your speech was a wonderful and special time. The best part was that despite the challenge, you never quit. I asked you to stay back last night. I had no right to. I just felt greedy and selfish. I wanted more of your caring, while knowing I couldn’t give you anything in return. I know what I mean to you, and if I ask you to care without being able to reciprocate myself, you will. Hence, I decided to go. I won’t make it harder for you than it

10.00 p.m.–12.00 a.m. Stephanie, Roger and Ray, Café Wha?, $8 entry, two drinks minimum.’ I turned the page to look up the details of Café Wha? and strained hard to read the tiny print. Café Wha? An old classic New York bar where many legends have performed in their struggling days. Mexican and American food options. 115 MacDougal Street, West Village. Subway 4, 5, 6. Bleecker Street F, West 4th Street. ‘What are you doing, bro?’ Shailesh squeezed my shoulder hard. ‘Huh?’ I said, startled.

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