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Honestly, I have no frigging idea what to write here. I mean, this story ain’t because of some heart to heart talk with my Dad or my mom for that matter.

Talking about sex...Not an option. Doing it...Always welcome.
Research shows that a man thinks about sex once every seven seconds, and talk about women, they are more frequent. Neha Dhupia once claimed, “Only Sex and Shahrukh sells”. But I am not some research analyst and I have no connection whatsoever with Neha Dhupia, so she ain’t getting a thanks either.

So whom should I thank?

Azeem, may be, for the courage he showed to even think about publishing this. He had doubts. Apprehensions. But the fact that I am writing this acknowledgment section, it’s getting done. Had I been in his boots I would have backed out... taken a U-turn and ran for life... but he didn’t. He wanted to but he didn’t. Thank God he didn’t.

My brother pinged me.
“Hi.”
“Hi.” I pinged back.
“Kya kar rahe ho?”
“Nothing.”
“Read the excerpts. Seems different, huh.”
“How much?”
“Very.”
“Is that good?”
“I don’t know but I will read it,” he wrote.
“Finally you will read my book.”
“I told papa not to buy it.”
“Okay.”
“Listen I gotta go. Bye.”

My parents called...
“What is this?”
“What is what?” Confused, I was.
"The book?”
“What book?” No respite, still.
“The third book!”
“You read it?”
“Don’t you think it is...”
“I know.”
“We won’t read it.”
“I know.”
And the phone was disconnected.

When I met Sweetu Bengali.
“Did you read the sample chapters I have put up on my FB page Thirty Year Old Virgin?” I was curious.
“Yes.” Short and simple.
“And...” Anticipation.
“And...” She started laughing and I could still hear her laughing even when I hung up.
 
Also, I would like to mention names of Mohit Naryani for being a friendly editor, Smita for being an exceptional friend, Orriya Machhi for being an extraordinary ____ and the whole team of General Press.    

I may not know you. You might not know me. But if you get to read the book and would want to castigate me for not liking the concept, I am available at; contact@ankituttam.com I will understand, or on FB page Thirty Year Old Virgin.

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