{"id":6010,"date":"2016-06-21T15:56:55","date_gmt":"2016-06-21T10:26:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/trulymadly.com\/blog\/?p=6010"},"modified":"2021-03-11T07:00:23","modified_gmt":"2021-03-11T07:00:23","slug":"destination-india-by-katy-colins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/trulymadly.com\/blog\/destination-india-by-katy-colins\/","title":{"rendered":"The Lonely Hearts Travel Club : Destination India (An excerpt)"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"KRQuhe\"><\/div>\n<div id=\":mk.co\" class=\"JL\">\n<div id=\":mo.ma\" class=\"Mu SP\" data-tooltip=\"6\/21\/16, 12:52 PM\"><strong><span id=\":mo.co\" class=\"tL8wMe EMoHub\" dir=\"ltr\">Katy Colins is back with her take on the adventures of a solo female traveler! This time, her book The Lonely Hearts Travel Club : Destination India is set in the country\u00a0and we&#8217;ve got sneak peaks for you.\u00a0<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n<div class=\"Mu SP\" data-tooltip=\"6\/21\/16, 12:52 PM\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>\u2018Damn. We\u2019re out of milk. Could you go and grab us some coffees? You can take some change from the kitty tin,\u2019 Ben called over from the small kitchen at the back of the room. \u2018Fine,\u2019 Kelli huffed, knocking one of my pens to the floor. \u2018Careful,\u2019 Ben warned. \u2018Don\u2019t mess up her desk.\u2019 \u2018Yeah, we both know how OCD she is,\u2019 Kelli replied, sniggering. \u2018Organised, Kelli. The word you\u2019re looking for is organised,\u2019 Ben said. I could sense a smile in his voice. \u2018Hmm, more like psycho control freak if you ask me,\u2019 Kelli muttered quietly. \u2018What was that?\u2019 \u2018Nothing. I just said I won\u2019t make a mess.\u2019 I wasn\u2019t a psycho control freak nor did I have OCD. I just liked order. I liked to keep tabs on things, to have a plan, to know that everything was going as it should \u2013 so yeah, I did need to have some level of organisation, something Kelli could do well with learning, I silently seethed.<br \/>\nKelli\u2019s skinny arm dipped down to pick the pen up, her hand fumbling on the floor inches from my feet followed\u00a0by her blue-streaked hair and anaemically pale face. Her bloodshot eyes clocked mine. \u2018Oh!\u2019 I pressed my finger to my lips, wincing. \u2018What?\u2019 Ben called out. I shook my head and pointed to the roof of the desk. A slow smirk broke out on Kelli\u2019s face and she straightened herself up. \u2018Nothing. I just, erm, just found that stapler I\u2019ve been looking for.\u2019<br \/>\nHer feet backed out of view. \u2018Erm, actually I think you should get the coffees. I\u2019ve got lady problems and shouldn\u2019t be out in the cold air for too long.\u2019 I stifled a laugh. Nicely done, Kelli; every woman knows if you want to get out of doing something then talking about your period is the number one way to spook a man out. I could sense Ben\u2019s face turning a lovely shade of crimson as I heard him stutter. \u2018Right, OK. Not a problem. You just, erm, get to work and I\u2019ll grab us some coffee.\u2019 Kelli dramatically slunked onto the office chair opposite. \u2018Thanks, Ben. Really appreciate it. I promise I\u2019ll go when I\u2019m off the blob.\u2019 I heard a rustle of fabric and the bell tingling as the door opened and quickly closed again. Nervously I peeked around my filing cabinet to check the coast was clear. \u2018S\u2019all right. He\u2019s gone,\u2019 Kelli said, swinging her feet up.<br \/>\n<strong>Watch out for more such exciting\u00a0excerpts that will keep you hooked from Harper Collins India on our blog!<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Katy Colins is back with her take on the adventures of a solo female traveler! 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