The year was 1991. Vivek was eight. He realized he was gay. Only he didn‘t: he just figured that he wanted to be different. And that he was in love – for want of a better word – with Deepak, his best friend. Funny, poignant, heartwarming and heart-breaking all at once, this is a memoir of growing up gay in India in the 1990s, with Bollywood, books, and the Bombay sea for company.