Point blank is not about the young who make it to the IITs and IIMs of today’s India, but about those who nurse ambitions and dreams in non- descrpt colleges and institutions of small- town India. Young men . Like the book’s protagonist junaid, who try to balance their carefree and inconsequential lives in a mofussil colege, with growing pressures to mould themslves into ‘products’ that modern India seems to seek. Point Blank provides a no- holds- barred view of the lives of a group of students in Aurangabad who wrestle with their existential problems, related to studies, girls and growing fears of an uncertain futre. This is not a stry of metro angst, but of small- town blues. The book’s portrayal of small- time desires and relationships is hilarious and also brutal, but leaves the reader mistry- eyed with an end that is poignant. Point Blank’s India, after all, is the India to which most of us belong.