Chetan Bhagat is a crap writer. In terms of you know, writing as an expression, intervention, discovery and creationary experience. He spins a good tale and has the manner of an after-dinner storyteller, but as an author – he is crap.
Read his piece in the Sunday Times of India on Gandhiji’s anniversary, if you don’t believe me.
Which brings me to the cricket Champions League in South Africa. New Zealand play Australia in the finals. What a bummer! Cricket is become a game of huff, puff and blow a lot of steam. And the Aussies will still win.
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