دانلود رمان انگلیسی “مزیت عشق”

Dang! Trisha couldn’t believe she was late. She was never late. If anything, she was always early. But of all the mornings her alarm wouldn’t go off, it had to be today, on the most important day of her life. Today was when the most talked-about debate happened at the university, and she faced off with the best orator in all of JNU, Vedant Kirloskar. She rushed out of the shower, barely having had any time to wash her hair and cursing herself for not doing it the night before. But she had been preparing her speech repeatedly till very late and had then quickly crashed, hoping to get an early start. She wore her new dark red Anokhi kurta on a white churidar with her standard silver earrings and a few bangles of the same hue. She adjusted her diamond nose ring, the one her father had paid for when she had aced the tenth boards, and felt quite pleased that she was at least looking confident enough to cream Vedant Dheeraj Kirloskar. Vedant was the son of noted Maharashtra politician, Aamod Dheeraj Kirloskar. He roamed the campus with security guards and had a BMW parked outside JNU at all times. His family had deeply rooted political connections that went as far back as Independence and they had ruled Maharashtra for what seemed like eons. His father could come to Delhi to meet the PM as he pleased. Maybe it was all that money and power that gave Vedant a chip on his shoulder, Trisha thought; today, though, she was determined to make him eat humble pie. It had only been a month since the new term started and everyone had heard of Vedant but no one knew of Trisha Mathur. All that would change, Trisha promised herself.