The first thing I realized after reading this book was that it had the exactness of a powerpoint presentation. Just the right number of characters that people can remember and would be turning back pages to find out who they’d actually reading about. Quick witted humour laced with sarcasm, delicately bordering on insolence. From a practical perspective perhaps, there’s not much. A boy and a girl meet, fall in love, overcome some resistance from families, but eventually get married. There. You have the story. But that would not be right. It just isn’t that simple, not yet. There’s a lot more to it, still. The obsession of north Indians with food, and of south Indians with education. The brawls in a Punjabi family and the solemnity of a madrasi home. You could almost end up doing a comparative analysis of the two. Generalizations galore, yet underline the uniqueness of the human mind . The simplicity of the emotion called love, the subtleties of which make you smile, probably compare yo