I was a brand new third-year medical student and I was about to start a clinical posting in Ophthalmology. Being mildly curious and wishing to be prepared with what I’d encounter in the wards, I walked into the library and picked out a textbook of ophthalmology.
At first touch, an electric tingle began
In response to a question posed by poet and author, Madhuri Maitra:
The romances I grew up reading revolved around dashing Englishmen, debonair French nobles, ruthless Arab sheiks, swashbuckling Australian ranchers and the like. The stories unfolded in exotic locations. Therefore, when called upon to write a romance in an Indian setting, I imagined it would be difficult. How would I get an Indian hero to do what Englishmen and Frenchmen had been doing in the Mills and Boons of yore?
