Bhaskar's was an ordinary life and he was perfectly happy with it. Then, one day, he decided to write a book. And for that he had to meet a publisher.

From then on, his life changed. Publishers are of course, enigmatic creatures, notorious for conducting midnight sacrifices with small-time authors, but even in his wildest dreams, Bhaskar did not expect such a journey.

It ended well though, and the result is The Silliest Autobiography in the World. No book ever had a truer name.