<span class=normal>Rewind - As I enter Prashant Chadhas fifth floor lavish apartment where I was scheduled to meet my date Candice, it suddenly strikes me that I wasnt carrying any surprise for her. We were introduced to each other by Roopa Chadha, Candices friend who also takes care of her work in India. But as fate would have it, Boucher sneaks into her room for a quick change of top and I sneaked out to buy her that impending gift in pouring rain on the last day of the Ganesh visarjan. Within fifteen minutes I touch down. The gift was wrapped and there she was waiting patiently for me sitting on the sofa with the thought Im sure that went - What kind of a dull date is this? I knock on the glass door. She turns and gets up. She hugs me tight. She keeps her long hands on my shoulders. She smiles. She laughs. She orders for her black coffee. She unpacks the gift slowly. She looks at her newly opened present and laughs. Its a Martini Glass that read - Life is too short to date dull men. She looked in my eyes. I thought for a second, I thought again. I tried to stop myself. I couldnt. I fell in love. Call it good karma but Candice had surely seduced me by the end of our date. Her soft sense of humour, her saucy tongue and, no doubt, those impossibly long legs all help to label her mans best date. For the first time ever UKs Harrow Observer columnist and Bollywood Hungamas London correspondent brings you a three part series of On a Date with Candice Boucher. Guys, only 18 and over please… since the content below is pretty HOT! </span>