Know the Characters

    “I am amazed and appalled, Mr. Gaurav. I guess, Sameera just introduced me by my name but u still called me DUDE. Here’s a basic concept you better start warming up to before we shake our hands. If
you know my name, call me by my name. The name is… ARYAN.”
    Lt. Aryan Vyas is a witty, spontaneous, rugged hunk of an army officer, who’s desired by women for his charm, chivalry and a set of melting chocolate brown eyes. Aryan feels he’s found his Ms. perfect from the moment he realizes that he could even take a beating of his life to get a single slice of Sameera’s sweetly seductive smile.

    Sameera Sanyal, a woman admired by many but understood by very few, is a mysteriously sensuous budding novelist who’s endeavouring an entrepreneurship programme in London School of Business soon after she graduates from MICA. Her scandalously calm face (that throws light and warmth without any flames- as Aryan puts it) belies her steel-hardened grit of bringing a revolution in the lives of common mass using her business acumen.

    “Mahi, is that a question ?” Ron pointed at Mahi’s emerald green t-shirt that had a big and bold GUESS written on it. Ron’s deep-set mischievous eyes devoured the body hugging t-shirt that featured Mahi’s ‘questionable’ assets quite flatteringly.
    “No Ron… it’s a name of a brand, you ‘guessed’ it wrong,” Mahi replied, teasingly. Ron’s sensuously sculpted full lower lip stretched into a wicked smile , “I’d still like to know the answer.”
     Mahi answered. In sign language. Middle finger language.

     Ronit Kapoor is a lanky cannibal (feeding only on fairer and softer meat), whose deep-set roguish eyes
can devour things underneath skirts and tops from far afield. Ironically, his cynical humour and ludicrous comments coupled with his care-no-fuck attitude, instead of repelling some how act as a magnet for the opposite sex. A cavalier to the core, Ronit has all that it takes to (as he puts it) unfasten every hook and
undo every elastic.

     Mahi Banerjee is a traditional ample bosomed and luxuriant tressed Bong beauty holding untraditional views in her stinkingly rich nut. She’s joined the elite IIM, Bangalore just to appease her mother, who’s a business tycoon. A perfect ‘up yours’ solution to an irredeemable Ronit, Mahi employs the ‘middle finger language’ quite often to discipline his nasty tongue.

    Mrigank Malhotra is a 180-pound, rolly-polly mass, which resembles one of those cute teddy bears, usually found in Archies gallery (and in girl’s bedroom). His poetic juices tend to flow when Tiffany Samuel (his love, his life and his tele romance partner) is on the other side of the machine. He has a peculiar (very Physics-Physics) way to explain and observe things around him. Outcome of the slogging nights in IIT, Kharakpur.

    Rochelle Smith…. if only desire had another name. An Irish-cream complexioned, long-legged voice and accent trainer, whose perfectly rounded and uptight derriere has a deep enough décolletage to give any big-breasted woman one helluva complex. Which of course she takes glory in showing off in her low strung mini skirts and denim shorts that she wears like her second skin much against “Indian norms” of decent dressing. Though ultra confident in her appearance, Rochelle hides in her a little girl who considers herself a big-time loser.