Bollywood has its share of Kaizads, Miss Braganzas, and Mr Iyers. But I haven’t found a single Mr Jha who chews paan more frequently than he curses the bourgeoisie in theth Bhojpuri.

Graduating from college, if you’ve lived on campus, is like a bittersweet parting, like a divorce. You love its positivity, but you know it’s over. You know that everything has an expiry date.