The Ineligible Millionaire: “Learning about a boy who was so under-confident, who didn’t know how to speak English properly but honed his skills and became a millionaire is surely an inspirational read. I think a large part of the audience will be able to relate to it, be it students, young professionals or mid-senior level professionals. There is a bit for everyone. And, what I really loved about this book is it doesn’t preach you anything as such in the direct narrative instead there are so many underlying messages which are enough to motivate you.” – BooksAmaze
Tohfaa Shaaadi Ka: “Such a poetic summary of their beautiful step towards their new life. How amazing it is when your loved one writes every beautiful moment in poetry and dedicates it to you. It was more like cherishing every moment of their beautiful life.” – Preethika P, Goodreads
The Ineligible Millionaire: “Arjun’s character is somebody that you grow fond of as a reader because Arjun is literally the humblest guy in the world, somebody who works really hard, somebody who is trying his best to deal with all the distress in his life. Still, life keeps throwing curve balls at him while he tries to dodge them. He keeps getting hit by them, but he doesn’t stop, and that makes his character extremely inspiring. This is the kind of book that gives out the message that good things are just around the corner and you just have to keep going.” – Saumya’s Bookstation
Date: 31 Dec 2016, 10 a.m.
Location: Palais Royal - Musée du Louvre rail station (on stairs underground)
As Paris has underground rail network, I and my friend were on our way to Louvre Museum. We reached to Palais Royal - Musée du Louvre (rail station) from our hotel by rail. From there we had to walk till Louvre Museum so we were going up on stairs. There was lot rush because of new year. I and my friend were moving so slowly on stairs. My friend was next to me and I was following him. One girl pushed me from back and crossed me, moving ahead. I took it lightly thinking she could be in hurry. Within 2 seconds, one more girl pushed me from back and crossed me, moving ahead. She had a big towel shape cloth, holding in her hands, trying to cover my front view. I could understand something in time, my friend stopped and looked back to me. He had his hands in his pockets.
I saw those two girls standing there like nothing happened. Then, they ran from there immediately. I checked my pockets, my stuff was safe.
"That girl tried to pickpocket me. She had put her hand into my pocket. When I realized and looked there, she immediately took her hand out." My friend said.
We had heard of it before coming to Paris but it was a real experience. So, guys whenever you visit Paris, be little more careful about your pockets.
