Pushing ‘India Exposed’ at the Jaipur Literature Festival yesterday, I was unable to quote early sales figures which are not out for a month. Our driver, overhearing my frustration, suggested Alex asked the local palm-reader he had recommended to her.
This proved to be a Mr. D.D. Sharma, resident astro-palmist and face-reader at the Glitz Hotel who sat cross-legged on a stool in their car park, revealing her lucky day, lucky jewel, lucky precious metal, lucky colour, even her lucky point on the compass. Yes, yes, but what about book sales? He checked her lifeline again and revealed it would prove a successful year for me. That’s it? No more detail for our 500 rupees, no year-on-year projections for US/European sales? He gave the enigmatic head rock suggesting the consultation was at an end, and then confirmed it by donning the motorcycle helmet from under his stool and riding off into the Jaipur rush hour.

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