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  1. NAYANIKA MAHTANI
  2. Contents
  3. Advance Praise for the Book
  4. 1947
  5. Drawing the Line
  6. Paper Boats
  7. Zero Hour
  8. The Referee
  9. Musaafir Khaana
  10. As if Nothing Had Happened
  11. No Man’s Land
  12. 2008
  13. Of Mice and Men
  14. There’s More to Life than Cricket
  15. Poster Girl
  16. Recess
  17. Talking in Riddles
  18. Blue-Black Nothings
  19. Selection Day
  20. We’ve Got News
  21. ‘That Voice’
  22. Winging It
  23. The Unspoken Code
  24. Mind the Gap
  25. Dragon Breath
  26. Nabeel’s Kitchen
  27. Sumo Wrestling
  28. War of the Roses
  29. Too Much to Digest
  30. Alphonso Season
  31. Glorious Uncertainties
  32. Stalkers
  33. Empty-handed
  34. The Bridge
  35. The High Road
  36. Houseful
  37. Acrylics and Oils
  38. Rukhsana
  39. Rahmat Bibi
  40. Threads
  41. Too Familiar
  42. Fireflies
  43. Four’s Company
  44. Howzat?
  45. The Little Green Dot
  46. Touching Distance
  47. Filter Coffee
  48. Deadlock
  49. Unforgotten
  50. The Envelope
  51. Highway Robbers
  52. Travel Companions
  53. Unseen
  54. 2012
  55. Pitching It Right
  56. Epilogue
  57. What Did I Miss?
  58. Erasure
  59. Author’s Note
  60. Bibliography
  61. Acknowledgements
  62. Read more in Penguin
  63. Read more in Penguin
  64. Read more in Penguin
  65. THE BEGINNING

Lubna started to chuckle. The tips of Jai’s ears started to turn a shade of scarlet.

‘It’s not for me,’ he bridled.

‘Oh right. How silly of me. Were you buying it for someone special?’ asked Inaya, loading the question with innuendo.

‘No—I mean, yes,’ said Jai.

At this point, Lubna’s chuckles became hysterical and high-pitched. Jai glared at her. As if one pesky girl wasn’t bad enough, now there were two.

‘By the way, meet my friend, Lubna,’ said Inaya.

‘Hi,’ said Lubna.

Jai mumbled an awkward hello.

‘It’s sweet that you’re getting something for a special someone,’ said Lubna, winking at Inaya.

‘I’m getting late,’ said Jai, returning the papaya face mask to the shelf. ‘I need to go.’

‘Er, before you leave, could you recommend where we could have lunch nearby?’ asked Inaya.

‘Tomoe Sushi is supposed to have amazing salmon nigiri according to BBC Good Food magazine,’ said Jai, almost automatically, before exiting the shop as fast as he could.

Lubna turned to Inaya.

‘Hmm. So, you like him, huh? Not a bad choice, Inaya—he seems the thoughtful, romantic sort—spending time choosing gifts and all.’

‘Like him? You must be joking, Lubna! The only thing halfway decent about him is his knowledge of food.’

‘You’re so wicked, Inaya,’ snickered Lubna. ‘Okay, I’m starving now. Where’s that sushi place of his? All this stalking had better be worth it.’

Empty-handed

‘Didn’t you like anything at all, Jai?’ asked Toshi. ‘I thought you would come back with a gift.’

Jai was still hopping mad after his encounter.

‘I had selected something, Badi Ma, but then . . . ’

‘But then, what, Jai?’

‘But then that Pesky Girl showed up, and she was insinuating stupid stuff and going on about masking body odour, blah, blah, blah, so I just left the shop. I should have told her off! But instead, I told her about the sushi place.’

Toshi was looking at Jai, wholly baffled, ‘Which girl? What body odour? What sushi?’

‘That Pakistani girl, Badi Ma. Ma was right about Pakistanis. They are just bad news. Especially the girls.’

‘Do you mean that girl, who was accompanied by her grandfather, with whom we had to share a table?’

‘Yes, yes, that one. I feel like she’s following me everywhere. Wherever I look, she’s there—laughing that annoying hyena laugh of hers.’

‘Tsk, you shouldn’t let anyone put you off your plans, Jai.’

Arathi came in just then, dropping her bag on to the settee and subsiding into the cushions after a hard day at work.

‘Hello family! So, what are the devious schemes currently being hatched by grandmother and grandson?’ she asked cheerfully.

‘Er, nothing, Ma,’ said Jai.

‘Tomorrow’s agenda—that’s what we were planning,’ volunteered Toshi. ‘As it’s your day off, should we visit Lord’s and then the Tower of London? I have always wanted to pay good money to see our very own Kohinoor diamond, which was so considerately confiscated from us to be securely stored in a tower for all tourists to admire.’