Men may come and men may go, but cough syrup goes on forever.Cough-syrup junkie, emotionally insecure intellectual snob (she’s an English literature graduate from Calcutta University), faithful advocate of the Why me? brigade, Arti believes that rock bands help her get centred better than shrinks. And that large doses of D H Lawrence and Woody Allen dilute the emotional neediness coursing through her veins. In Bombay now, on her domineering mother’s orders to get a job or else marry a loser hand-picked from the matrimonial columns, Arti’s one objective (apart from bombing her Super-Bitch Boss’s office) is to keep alive her unrelenting search for the man with whom she can live happily ever after. But Arti has the unique talent of always falling for the wrong men. And as she stumbles from one disastrous relationship to the next, she realizes the potency of that all-important, universal truth: men only want you when you don’t want them any more. An irresistible blend of satiric wit, romance (not of the mushy kind) and saucy tips on surviving single in the city, Girl Alone is a rollicking read from start to finish.
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