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Madhuri Banerjee is a bestselling author, a blogger with CNN-IBN, a screenplay writer for Bollywood films, an Ad film director, a columnist with Asian Age and a mother. She has her own production house, Gray Matter Solution, that makes ad films and TV shows. She has also won a National Award for her documentary on womens issues called Between Dualities . Currently, she is the face of Revlon as their Relationship Expert.

She tweets with the handle @Madhuribanerjee and has over 12,000 followers who love her relationship advice. Her personal blog www.madhuribanerjee.blogspot.in has over three lakh views already. She is a traveller, an avid reader, a coffee addict, an amateur photographer and a chocoholic.

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Copyright Madhuri Banerjee 2014

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Love may be hazardous to your health!
A delicious but inconvenient, messy and tiring truth.
But also the best feeling in the world, one that you need to experience at least twice in your lifetime.

To Neha:

You are a strong, brilliant and incredible woman, and the best sister ever. May you be blessed forever.

To Ariaana:

For being such an amazing girl, despite my parenting.

For my parents:

For teaching me that love can exist forever if you find the right person and treat them well.

D ang! Trisha couldnt believe she was late. She was never late. If anything, she was always early. But of all the mornings her alarm wouldnt go off, it had to be today, on the most important day of her life. Today was when the most talked-about debate happened at the university, and she faced off with the best orator in all of JNU, Vedant Kirloskar.

She rushed out of the shower, barely having had any time to wash her hair and cursing herself for not doing it the night before. But she had been preparing her speech repeatedly till very late and had then quickly crashed, hoping to get an early start. She wore her new dark red Anokhi kurta on a white churidar with her standard silver earrings and a few bangles of the same hue. She adjusted her diamond nose ring, the one her father had paid for when she had aced the tenth boards, and felt quite pleased that she was at least looking confident enough to cream Vedant Dheeraj Kirloskar.

Vedant was the son of noted Maharashtra politician, Aamod Dheeraj Kirloskar. He roamed the campus with security guards and had a BMW parked outside JNU at all times. His family had deeply rooted political connections that went as far back as Independence and they had ruled Maharashtra for what seemed like eons. His father could come to Delhi to meet the PM as he pleased. Maybe it was all that money and power that gave Vedant a chip on his shoulder, Trisha thought; today, though, she was determined to make him eat humble pie. It had only been a month since the new term started and everyone had heard of Vedant but no one knew of Trisha Mathur. All that would change, Trisha promised herself.

You are the queen of debates, she muttered confidently to herself as she walked from her dorm room to the debate hall. She knew the hall would be packed with over four hundred people and all the faculty members and she needed to make a good impression. But then the nerves took over; she felt a film of sweat form on her upper lip. She gently dabbed it with her dupatta, knowing that if she appeared even a bit nervous, half the battle would already have been lost. She had nearly reached the hall when a new friend, Juhi, met her outside.

Everyone is waiting for you, said Juhi to her. Why is your mobile off?

Trishas eyes widened. My phone is not working? Definitely a bad omen.

You need to buy a new phone!

Well, if I win this debate, Trisha winked as she replied, I will use some of the prize money to buy myself a new one. You know my parents. Theyll never buy me anything new if the old can be fixed.

Yes, yes, I know all about your middle-class folks. No time for that, Juhi rushed her to the side entrance from where she would get on stage. Now go!

As Trisha entered through the green room, she immediately spotted Vedant sitting with his teammate on one side of the podium; the three judges were sitting on the bottom row and an entire audience cramming for space in the auditorium. Her entire class of 2011 was squeezing into seats and aisles to hear this debate. Suddenly Trisha felt as though the wind was knocked out of her. Four hundred? More like a thousand people! What was she doing? Was she even capable of handling this magnitude of debate?

As the thought crossed her mind, Vedant looked over and caught her eye. He wore formal clothesa white shirt, white trousers, Paul Smith shoes and a tie. A day-old stubble completed his look. While he was not extraordinarily tall, his dark brown soft curls, toned body and impish smile lent him a certain charm. This morning, though, he was more than charminghe was irresistible. His proportionate shoulders were relaxed and his sunglasses rested on his head, making him look more like a Greek tourist than the great campus debater he claimed to be. Trisha tried to gauge if he was as nervous as she was. What she saw was a cocky smile and a nod of the head that said to her: You cant beat me.

Trisha squared her shoulders and walked onto the podium. Her classmates, ever loyal to her, started clapping their hands. Others fell silent, and a few began muttering how she might just actually defeat JNUs best orator. Everyone had heard of Vedant. When he had given his first speech on politics in the first week of his arrival, he had established himself as a powerful voice with something important to say. They were captivated with his wit and his great looks. Most were already fans.

But Trisha knew she had more than good looks: she had the facts, and thats what separated the effective debater from the mere charmer. At least thats what she thought.

Shall we get started, people? announced the moderator over the microphone, shaking Trishas thoughts off their meanderings. Everyone settled down as the moderator, a senior student, continued: Ladies and gentlemen, we have with us today the first of many debates that will leave us at the edge of our seats and give us food for thought for the remainder of the term. Our two worthy opponents are Vedant Dheeraj Kirloskar He had to pause as the assembly erupted in applause and wolf-whistles. Vedant belongs to the Political Studies batch of 2011, the moderator continued. Vedant gave the cheering crowd a little bow and a quick wave of the hand.

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