You can guess that the book is a recommendation. It is, and a subconscious one at that. I'm always chasing recommendations ("Listens to: Others' recommendations"), however, this one is slightly convoluted:
Not far beyond Marhi, we got talking [me adoring her tanned nose and forehand alongside] - she was traveling in a duo with another Czech girl; and along the way they'd made friends with a German guy with impressive Rastafari credentials. So this Rasta guy carried this book with him, whose cover was decorated enough to make the title illegible for most of the angles. When I finally did get the title, it felt an achievement. Moreover, with the added sweetness of the most beautiful girl I'd met, I decided to seal the memory of the moment, and in a Harry-Met-Sally-esque fashion, went "I'll read whatever he's reading" (note-to-self: what'd be the Bollywood parallel to 'When Harry Met Sally?' - 'When Harish Met Sneha').
I don't remember if I ever heard a mention of this one from any of my friends. I generally borrow in cases where a book is already available on somebody's bookshelf. But any-which-ways, now I have something to consume my weekend.
[One unwanted memory I ended sealing alongside was of the bus almost toppling down the valley trying to save a head-on collision]
[PS: Czech girl if you're reading this - marry me?]
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