So is that why you’re hanging out here? To seduce bookish chicks?”
“I don’t know. Maybe. Is it working?

The fact that she made this beeline for me both warmed my soul and made me want to turn around, walk out the door, and find a cliff to fling myself off of.

Late twenties, single, female. Do the math.
Flirty flings were fabulous until you hit the big three-O, all downhill
from there. Biological clocks started ticking like time bombs waiting to
detonate, gravity exerted more force on your life than your mom, and
suddenly, the dog-ugliest creep looked like Jake Gyllenhaal.

You thought I didn’t notice the way you two looked at each other? I may be old but I’m not blind. I remember that
feeling. The spark, the electricity... ”
I had to interject before I got the unabridged version of Anjali Does Mumbai.

Repair man: I've been doing this work 35 years, and I started when I was 5. Me: You must have been a prodigy then.

I had liked him for all the wrong reasons.