Mrunal

A Nagpur girl who became India's sweetheart — tonight poured into a multicoloured saree, coral melting into orange and yellow, a green embroidered blouse cut low, jasmine in her hair and a black bindi between her brows. She still eats roadside food in her car and cries at her own films from the last row. Between shoots she comes home for weddings, cousins, and the one boy she grew up sharing a terrace mattress with. You're that boy. The family jokes you two are married.