American Born Indian - Part 8
Hey guys! Back again with another part (and now we have two more left to go!). After quite a long break of real life work, writer’s block and trying to find readers , I present the eighth part of American Born Indian. Ruchi’s fourteenth birthday takes a somber turn with devastating news about her family’s bookstore. Read on to find out what happens next! Chapter 33 Golden Birthday I rap my knuckles on the Singhs’ oak-panelled door. Chanchal Aunty opens it and smiles at me. “Good morning, Jay! You’re here early.” I hold up a gift bag. “This is for Ruchi.” “Arey, beta—“ “Aunty, I wanted to surprise her. I know the party’s in the evening, but I just couldn’t wait.” She pats my cheek. “Such a sweet boy. Ruchi, Jay aa gaya!” Ruchi comes barreling down the hall and skids to a stop in front of the door. She’s wearing a brand-new T-shirt featuring OneRepublic’s latest tour. “Jay!” I give her a big hug. “Happy birthday!” She squeezes back. “Thanks!” Looking at the gift bag in my hand...