I'll make my sisters squirm like well-salted earthworms. I won't sell. Even my jutti wont sell. And if I die na, then even my gosht won't sell!
The late Binodini Thakur had been very clear that she would never agree to sell her hissa in her Bauji's big old house on Hailey Road. And her daughter Bonu, is determined to honor her mothers wishes.
But what to do about her four pushy aunts who are insisting she sell? One is bald and stingy, one is jobless and manless, one needs the money to 'save the nation' and one is stepmother to Bonus childhood crush-brilliant young Bollywood director Samar Vir Singh, who promised BJ upon his deathbed that he would get the house sold, divvy the money equally and end all the bickering within the family.
The first word baby Bonu ever spoke was 'Balls' and indeed, she is ballsy, bullshit-intolerant, brave and beautiful.
But is she strong enough to weather emotional blackmail by the spadefull? Not to mention shady builders, wily politicians, spies, lies and the knee-buckling hotness of Samars intense eyes?
Sharply observed and pulse-quickeningly romantic, this is Anuja Chauhan writing at her sparkling best!
Like you are watching a Bollywood movie.
The House that B.J. Built thoughts
Mohammad Mosharraf Ali
Certified Buyer, Kolkata
A fun read with serious thought provoking note
Certified Buyer, Pune
Definitely better than "Those THakur girls"
Aditi Kaur Sethi
Certified Buyer, Mumbai
As promised, the story is all about the house that BJ built and if those pricey Thakur girls sell the house or not. In spite of 410 pages, Anuja Chauhan startles the reader with several twists and turns. The narrative is lucid and incidents are quirky. Di
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