I didn’t particularly like Meenakshi Reddy Madhavan’s debut chicklit novel You Are Here. I don’t exactly believe in floating through life on an unending boyfriend-hunting spree. But I like its bold vocab, words that we girls generally reserve for those hush-hush pajama party nights. My fav line: “The trouble with my life is that it’s like a bra strap when you put your bra on wrong . . .” (Men can never read beyond this.)

I have checked out her blog often reading the comments other bloggers leave for her. “Bogus”, “Trash,” “Not worth the read,” are the most common ones. But there are a few eye-openers too about teenage girls and their free sex secrets.

I am not encouraging porn but reading about how one girl from South Delhi was beaten up by her rich and well-educated boyfriend at a posh city pub because she was being helped by another friend, how a BPO employee was abused by her colleague-cum-boyfriend for being “prudish and refusing to sleep with his boss” burst the Gen X bubble. But Reddy has shut the comments’ section on her blog, unable to handle the barrage of nasty criticism.

However, the Gen X bubble continues to be fed to the shredder. Even today, papers reported that one BPO employee was brutally beaten up by her boyfriend, who in his frustration, fractured her arm outside a popular Noida pub, one that gets prominent mention in Reddy’s book too.

Signs of a liberated mind?