Love, Life and All that Jazz; by Ahmed Faiyaz.

Language mixed beyond real or tolerable for a serious reader, local background of India and Mumbai perhaps modern, perhaps imaginary, likely both. Truly ridiculous errors like someone in India waking up while a friend or a lover in UK is already in a classroom, and this is not about those that wake up late in the afternoon. An attempt to transplant a basically western, perhaps really of US, tale onto India, with poor grafting.