The Great Indian Matrimonial Tamasha

She looked at her watch for the sixth time and prayed silently for the eighth time. Ten minutes to call it an hour. Her mother wouldn’t go to sleep happily tonight. Her father would once again get sandwiched in a nasty debate between the two most important women in his life. But then again, such is living. In the DOTCOM MARRIAGE ERA. Welcome to the life of Ms Bengal Rani who has set out on one of the most arduous tasks of her life, which is finding a man to marry. Actually happily marry. Now, the most obvious option for her is the booming online shaadi bazaar of our country. Problem solved? Not really. In fact, it gets more twisted here on. A day dreamer, Mr Telecom Raja, with a bucket list so bizarre that can be safely named cringe worthy, or a narcissist Aeroplane Mistri who meets every girl with a pre-conceived notion that she is already smitten. These and more are specimens of the prospective bridegrooms who Bengal Rani is encountering. And with raised eyebrows realising a simple fact of life — All men are not from Mars. Some escaped Black Hole and need to be sent back to it. On urgent basis! Are these the experiences of only one woman? No, for a book like this, a lot of interesting, intelligent and slightly frustrated women need to meet…gossip…and bitch. Are these experiences 100% real? I leave that on you to decide. But then, I rarely lie. So welcome to my Tamasha — a Pandora ’s Box of extreme encounters!