Hold it folks... Before you start imagining all sorts of naughty pictures in your mind with me being a part of it, let me tell you that, the title of this post is actually a title of one of the books written by Mr.Richard Branson and I have picked it up to read. So, all you beautiful Indian girls... Chill maaro, there is no need to panic as I am still single, alone and available.
Come 2011 and the first good thing that I was blessed with was a new job and yippieee.. more salary. That took a complete 15 days for me to compute the tax that I was going to pay for the rest of the year. And another 15 days on my investment options, looking out for who gives returns worth gold, for premiums worth peanuts. You see, my new job has already kept me busy. Plus, the fact that some serious Cricket is being played in and around the country means, I have absolutely no time to even look at the new girls who have arrived in my neighborhood.
Coming back to books, I recently read a book called Of course I love you.. blah blah blah.. quite a long name for the title of a book; (my first impression was that it was the title of a B grade Bollywood movie). Its a story of how the author dumped a beautiful chick because he had fallen in love with another extra-ordinarily beautiful chick, one more beautiful chick with whom he did NOT want to sleep with, proposes to him but he breaks the girl's heart , and another beautiful chick with whom he did want to sleep with, kisses him during their college farewell saying that she had always loved him but Mr. Favorite among girls never cared about her. Are you confused? Slap yourself and read the above six lines again. If you have never read a "naughty book" (well.. you know what I mean by that), there are some lines that will raise your ahemm.... eyebrows, but overall not a bad book at all. I hope the author pays me for my last statement.
