aIall make my sisters squirm like well-salted earthworms. I wonat sell. Even my jutti wonat sell. And if I die na, then even my gosht wonat sell!a The late Binodini Thakur had been very clear that she would never agree to sell her hissa in her Baujias big old house on Hailey Road. And her daughter Bonu, is determined to honour her motheras 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 asave the nationa and one is stepmother to Bonuas childhood crush a 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 familyab The first word baby Bonu ever spoke was aBallsa 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 Samaras intense eyes? Sharply observed and pulse-quickeningly romantic, this is Anuja Chauhan writing at her sparkling best!Dhaaam dhaaam dhaaam, go Chachijia#39;s palms upon the bedroom window. Dhaam dhadaaam dhaaaam! Then she turns around, and snarling purposefully, heads back inside to stand like a pug at bay at the bedroom door. It opens, right onanbsp;...
|Title||:||"THE HOUSE THAT BJ BUILT "|
|Publisher||:||Westland - 2015-05-25|