Deja Vu, the feeling of undergoing the same experience again. Very weird but there you have it.
I had this horrible feeling of Deja Vu when I was reading Maeenakshi Reddy Madhavan's "Confessions of a Listomaniac" - The similarity between this book and Meg Cabot's iconic "The Princess Diaries" is beyond uncanny.
I had this increasingly horrid feeling of reading through a car crash between Meenakshi's early blog posts and the above mentioned books by Meg.
If it's unintentional then it's probably excusable but I had this sinking feeling that the whole thing had been done quite intentionally. I'm risking being sued for Libel but hello, the books totally, totally read the same - only difference Meenakshi's protagonist is not a Princess but a Delhi teenager and really bizarre Delhi teenager.
Am I the only one who sees this?
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