I loved Siddhartha, I told\n myself. Loved him for his handsome dignity, for the way he loved me, for the\n way he cared about me, for the way he looked at me as if I was his… Why was\n it that I could only think of Atul then? Of our illicit meetings, of his hungry\n kisses, of his cardamom-ey taste?' Sometimes touching, at times funny and\n always straight from the heart, Urban Shots: Love Collection is a compilation\n of love stories - with a distinctly contemporary Indian flavour. Spanning\n arranged matches, premarital sexual encounters, same-sex relationships and\n extramarital affairs, this book paints for us an urban landscape of contrasts\n - where astrological charts and the need for parental consent coexist with\n casual dating. In the poignant 'Making Out', motivated by compassion, a girl\n unlocks the painful secrets of her date's past and offers a healing touch. In\n the funny 'High Time', a potential groom's conservative Tamil parents beat a\n hasty retreat when they realize that the NRI match they've chosen for their\n son has 'boyfriends' hidden in her past. And in the grungily unromantic '32\n B', a prank backfires when the protagonist realizes that she desires the guy\n she has been leading on.