The book reads like a personal diary of Ravinder Singh. It suffers from too many details which do not add to the plot nor the pleasure of reading.
The language and expression is very pedestrian. I used to write such essays in middle school. As for the story, it is most ordinary devoid of any nuances. I still wonder how NRN wrote a forward to it, that too recommending the book.
In my opinion it is two notches below Chetan Bhagat, despite the writer himself being inspired by Chetan Bhagat school of writing. It is not even worth the paper it is printed on, unless it is on recycled paper. I would suggest the readers of this review to invest their money in other better books. Pick up a few of the classics anyday.