Mistalee

Not all boys are cool,
Hot,
and can flirt like a pro.

Most of them are lame,
Stutter,
take hours to master a quiff,
Or even obsess over a certain sadistic anonymous writer on BumbleB, an online reading platform. 

But life isn't just food, guitar, lame jokes and BumbleB.

And crossroads in the name of a forgotten childhood friend, a strange BumbleB writer and new friends might just be what Varun needs to learn the meaning of Life.

Or probably not.


Crossroads | A Young Adult Novel

I PRESSED THE CALLING BELL of the house and took a step back as I waited for the house's owner to come out. 


An old man with a bushy snow beard opened the front door, looking at me with confusion. 


"Hi." I smiled a little as I rested my hands on the gate. "Hope I didn't bother you." 


Rule one of business antics—make the other party feel like they are really important. 


The confused frown on the old man's forehead dissolved a little and he gave me a little smile. "Not at all. How can I help you, son?" 


"A charming house you got there," I said grinning and then pointed a stiff thumb towards Kiranya's house. 


Rule three—be confident though you're in the dark. 


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