The new fantasy novel by the author of the Ramayana series VORTAL: 1.3 <i>Vhy</i>

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1.3 Vhy

Looking back now, I guess I feel guilty. As Mikey's older brother, I should have been looking out for him. Sure, we fight all the time, and I hate his choice in music and movies and stuff, and he hates my choices. But we're still brothers, after all. And I should have seen it happening and stopped it.

Mikey has a tendency to get carried away. That's his nature. But this time, it wasn't wholly his fault. I see that now. Although at the time, I blamed it all on him, the truth is there was something supernatural about that e-mail. Even now, when I look at it, it has a weird kind of draw.

Like, even though it's shouting out don't visit that site, what you really feel like doing is do visit the site. You know. Like the little warning on DVDs and LDs that says "Contains full frontal nudity, simulated sex and profanity. Not suitable for children."

Which red-blooded teenager can resist renting that movie?!

And telling a nerd like Mikey don't do something is like challenging him.

So naturally, the first thing he did after reading that e-mail, without even thinking for a second about it, was to click on that link and go straight to the site.

Even then, the whole thing might have stopped right there and then. If it wasn't for Ruchi. That's my gf. My parents were out of the house, they had tickets to Jesus Christ Superstar that night, and Ruchi came over to watch a DVD with me. And there was this really hot scene in the movie, and I got a little carried away too, I guess.

And when I tried to put my hand on her... Well, you should see her, and you'll know why I got carried away in the first place.

Ruchi constantly gets teased in college for her looks. All the guys call her, "Twinkle Khanna plus."

The first part is because she does sort of resemble Twinkle: those wide, slightly sad eyes and slightly hooked nose and clean-cut Punj features. As for the 'plus,' that refers to a certain part of her anatomy. To be precise, as Thomson and
Thompson say in Tintin comics, the precise part on which I had my hands at the time, precisely. Excuse me if I'm drooling while I do a mental replay of the scene! I'm only thinking about her 'plus' points!

But hang on; let her tell you how it happened. Precisely.

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