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Book Review: The Girl in a Crowd of Books by Rayaan

The Girl in a Crowd of Books by Rayaan Mohammad is a short romantic story featuring two youngsters– Monish and Aakanksha. The story is mainly set against the ‘Hindu Lit Festival’ of Chennai. Monish is an aspiring writer: he is attending the festival to see some great writers as well as to obtain a few writing tips. On the other hand, Aakanksha is a serene, beautiful girl. She has come here to interact with the authors and poets. She is with a promotional team of Amazon Kindle.


All of sudden, the narrator sees this girl and then a chord strikes in his mind that he wants to fall in love with this girl. Well, the girl is oblivion to his feelings. The lit festival is bright with shops, hoardings, vendors, events and workshops. The girl is lost in the milling crowd, much to his astonishment. He begins searching her like a mad lover. Finally, they meet at the Amazon Kindle counter and from there on he comes to know about her name. He starts a conversation – she responds well. She accuses him of stalking but he refuses the allegations. Next, Monish attends a writing workshop of Claire Scobie. She goes to attend the event of Shobhaa De.

They meet again amidst the hustle-bustle of the festival. They both share their stories and the girl by chance happens to read the short story which he wrote on her. She feels important. They share mobile numbers and then Monish starts searching about her online. He finds much information about her. She is from Jaipur, her father was an army man. She misses him. Monish understands that why she has to go back to Jaipur after the college.

Next day, she sends him friend request on FB. Their love story kicks off. They kiss before parting and Aakanksha says, ‘Let’s be settled’. When she is gone to Jaipur, the distance gnaws them. Their balance goes off. They like teenagers fight and finally break-up.

Monish becomes a great and famous writer in a span of ten years. Now, he is the guest speaker at the Hindu Lit Festival. He sees around to notice her – there she is with her children. Monish thinks that isn’t that we are settled, you there with your family and I as a lonely writer.

Rayaan has penned it down in its original form and the way he has described the hubbub of a lit fest is commendable. The story pulls of automatically, like a good pace. He didn’t drag it, therefore it all time sounds credible enough to impress the readers. Read this book if you wish to read a short and racy romance read any day.

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  1. Great review! When I first saw the title of this book, I thought this was going to be a girl who sits in a pile of books and devours them all in one night. That is one story I would like to read and live and breathe! Still, this book sounds good, yet I am not that big of a romance fan. I think I will wait until I am in a romantic mood to read this. Have a great day reading!

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