“Hey, beautiful,” Saahil says as I join him in the cab.
Vikram’s house is in the outer part of Indore—Jhalaria. Saahil tried to borrow the car from his father, but his father didn’t allow it, so we had to book a cab.
I’ve tried not to dress up. I’m wearing faded jeans and a black fitted top. My hair is open because I just washed it.
I say, “I hope this outing would be worth the cab fare.”
“If nothing else, Vikram is entertaining.”
“Nope.”
“Okay,” Sahil shrugs.
The cab drops us in front of a giant metal gate. Two uniformed security guards with rifles open the gate.
“He didn’t tell us his father is Yashvardhan Raichand,” I say.
“Who?” Saahil asks.
“Amitabh Bachchan in ‘Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham’,” I say.
Saahil chuckles.
One of the guards asks, “Who do you want to see?”
“Vikram Se
