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Book Review: Battle for Bittora by Anuja Chauhan

Battle for Bittora by Anuja Chauhan is a light political cum romantic thriller. Sarojini, most of the time known as Jini, is a twenty-five-year old woman living a carefree and independent life in Mumbai while working in the animation field. Life takes a U turn for her when her lovely grandmother pesters her for homecoming; despite protests she comes down to her native place called Bittora.

Jinni comes from a political lineage. On this fact and on the behest of her grandmother, she is forced to contest the Lok Shabha election from that place (Bittora). She is quite apprehensive about her one-sided win but soon she gets the reality jolt upon realizing that the opposite candidate is none other than her childhood best friend: Zain Altaf Khan. As teenagers both have had crush on each other and they shared a different type of understanding. They are united after nine years but not as a friend but as fierce contesters. Well, the question is, would they meet again by leaving their political career? Or who will walk over the career for the sake of passion and love that is still simmering.

Jinni has tough time adjusting to the newly adopted political life amidst crowd commentary, dusty roads and scorching heat. The book is full of humour and wits. And it is captivating to see that the author maintains the suspense till end about the winner of the election. Usage of Hinglish makes this book sound totally set in the Indian landscape and of course spicy. Like her other books, Battle for Bittora is a fancy to read. It is way above chic lit.


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