I think I'm going to start watching Bollywood films.
Maybe I'll rethink visiting Mumbai..... :D
This part, on the second last page made me laugh my ass off!
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So Raveena moved to the Regent Hotel overlooking the water on Bandra's Bandstand. Uncle Heeru had offered his bungalow, but Raveena could not resist the lure of air-conditioning.
Besides, this way she could have Siddharth up for a nightcap.
She did, for some odd reason, find herself missing Uncle Heeru at times, and on those occasions, she'd hop into a rickshaw and motor over to his place. There they'd feed the pigeons together and Uncle Heeru would tell her more stories.
Like the time the stone-pelting swami showed up at his bungalow door and demanded that Heeru buy him a microwave.
"But the man lives in a cave." Raveena pointed out. "Where would he plug it in?"
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