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Aditya is a confused soul. He is unclear about his ambitions or goals in life. He hates engineering from the core of his heart, but destiny has other plans for him as he ends up in an engineering college despite his wishes. Aditya's search for true love comes to a halt when he runs into Riya, a fellow college student. Just when things are going great between the two, an unexpected tragedy strikes. Will their love be able to fight against the odds?An uplifting story about finding and losing love, Few Things Left Unsaid is sure to tug at your heartstrings.

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Publié par	Random House Publishers India Pvt. Ltd.
Date de parution	11 juin 2013
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9788184004281
Langue	English

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Also by Sudeep Nagarkar
That s the Way We Met
RANDOM HOUSE INDIA
Published by Random House India in 2013
First published by Srishti Publishers Distributors, New Delhi, in 2011
Copyright Sudeep Nagarkar 2011
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EPUB ISBN 9788184004281
To the girl I m still in search of
Tujhko pahne ke liye, khudko kho chukka hu, Yakeen kar tujhe apna banakar tujhme khona chahta hoon. Saal guzar gaye tere aankhon me aankhein daale, Bas ek baar nazar se nazar milaana chaahta hoon.
Contents
And I Can t Stop Loving You
In Remembrance
So Close, Yet So Far
A Surprise Encounter
Rat Race
Our First Meeting
A Day to Remember
Too Close, Too Fast
Sleepless Nights
Making a Discovery
A New Semester
Meeting Riya s Friends
A Day of Surprises
A Nervous Meeting
Special Moments
The Seven Promises
The Beginning of the End
Second Year
Can t Be Separated
A Bitter Ending
Riya s Confession
Riya s Confession Continues
Mistakes
All Alone
Changing Relationships
Break Up
The Worst Days of My Life
Shattered Dreams
Wasted Hopes
Thoughts
Strange Incidents
Unspoken Truth
Revelations
Epilogue
Acknowledgements
A Note on the Author
And I Can t Stop Loving You
Why do I love you? Why do I want you?
You ve always lived in my heart,
Then why did I let you go?
Why do I still care for you?
Why do I still wait for you?
Why do I still think of you?
When I know, you will never come back.
Maybe you weren t mine.
My life is just wasted and it s all true,
Wondering why I exist?
Why does my heart beat?
When I had lost my sweetheart,
Who was more important than this bloody heart.
Why I am ready to die for you?
Why I am ready to fly for you?
When I know I can t do that.
Still I wish I had done something for you.
Why do I love you? Why do I want you?
You ve always lived in my heart.
Then why did I let you go?
Now, being single, I think,
Why did I let you go?
In Remembrance
W hy are you so stubborn? Don t you understand you are heading towards a dead end? shouted Sameer. I was not in my senses and everything around me was in a haze. My mouth was reeking of alcohol. We were sitting on a small bench besides a garage where we usually hung out in the evening. It was like our own personal smoking lounge.
Sameer, my friend from the past six years, was an average looking person with an okay dressing sense, spectacles, cropped hair, and a weird English accent that I would always make fun of. I liked him because he was sincere and honest. As the proverb goes, A friend in need is a friend indeed .
But at the present moment, things were turning sour between us. He raised his voice and said, If you just want to do what you feel like and not listen to what I have to say, then get lost. I am leaving.
Okay sorry, I replied. I understand it s not right, but I just don t have the strength to face the real world. Not anymore.
He gave me some water and the argument continued.
If I think about it practically, I was really taking my life to that end of the road from which there was no turning back.
I kept telling myself: No, I don t love her. I don t want her back. I am happy and enjoying my life. Who says my heart is broken? To hell with her! I will sleep with other girls. And why should I think of just one girl when she doesn t give a damn about me as well?
But the fact was that I was just fooling myself by saying all this. I have always loved and cared for her, and I always will. Why do we love a person so much? I had no answer to that. I still wonder why did I let her go.
When I had called her on Spetember 10 to convince her to come back to my life and rescue me from the darkness, she had said, You never loved me. It was just lust. You loved my outer appearance, not who I was on the inside. You hurt me, my feelings, and my love for you. You would not have ignored me otherwise.
I had replied furiously saying, No bachcha, I never tried to ignore you. But if you still think I did, I am ready to do whatever you want me to. You really think I loved you for your looks? I won t justify myself but you know what the truth is.
What matters is trust. And that you broke so easily. Trust, relationships, and the heart are three things that one should respect. But you broke all three and left me alone. Now just buzz off, she had shouted.
Fine, I won t ever disturb you again. But before leaving, just tell me one thing-do you seriously not love me any more? I had asked. In my heart, I had really wanted her to say Yes, I miss you, I want you, and I am all yours.
But she had unfortunately said, No, I don t. I do not even care for you now. Please leave me alone. Bye.
I remember thinking to myself: What the fuck is this! Lust love what does she mean? I love her. Never did I once lust for her. Did she mean that whatever she felt for me was lust? Maybe I don t deserve to be her boyfriend. She loved me. She really did. I hope she did. But she says she did not. How is that possible? Is it the end of everything? Is it the end of happiness? End of our friendship? End of our relationship? Maybe it is the end of life for me
That was the time I decided to take some firm decisions in my life.
As the Supreme Court verdict goes, Dafa 302, sazaa-e-maut-to be hanged till death
To you it may seem silly, like I have gone crazy. But it sounded like the verdict from my broken heart.
SAZAA-E-MAUT. DRINK TILL DEATH.
For life goes on
I fell on the floor with a bang. My last words were, I love you, I really love you. I never betrayed you. The situation was against me. Trust me, my bachcha, I am still crazy about you. My heart still skips a beat whenever I see you.
But nobody was there to hear me. Nobody took me seriously. And I cried my heart out
Raat itni tanhaa kyun hoti hai?
Kismat se apni sabko shikaayat kyun hoti hai?
Ajeeb khel khelti hai kismat!
Jise hum paa nahi sakte,
Usi se mohabbat kyun hoti hai?
So Close, Yet So Far
O ctober 11-a day which held the utmost importance in my life. I had been waiting for it since what seemed like forever and had done all the preparations for it. After all, it was Riya s birthday. As I was five months younger to her in age, she used to tease me a lot about it. You are younger, follow my orders , she d say. Three days prior to her birthday, I got thinking about what gift to buy for her. I searched a lot, and finally got a little teddy bear for 500 rupees from an Archies gift gallery. I even made her a handmade greeting card which said:
Forgive me for all the things I did. I m sorry for all the pain I caused you. No sooner than you went away, I realized your importance in my life. Please give me my life back. I need it. I miss it. And I miss you.
Yours, Aditya

I woke up early in the morning. In anticipation of her birthday, I was unable to catch much sleep. I was anxious, afraid, excited, happy, nervous-all at the same time.
I plugged my cellphone earphones in my ears and drove my bike to Navi Mumbai where her house was located. I was continuously listening to our favourite song- Tujhe dekh dekh sona, tujhe dekh kar hai jagna, Maine ye zindagani sang tere bitaani, tujhme basi hai meri jaan
Then I looked at my watch. It was 2.30 pm. Nervously smoking a cigarette, I dismounted from my bike and came and stood right in front of her apartment.
A cigarette later, I saw the time on my watch. It was 2.40 pm.
Ten cigarettes later, I saw the time again. It was 3.30 pm.
One cold drink and fifteen cigarettes later, 4.10 pm.
Two cold drinks and twenty cigarettes later, 4.40 pm.
I thought of giving up. Sameer, who had been waiting with me for over two hours, motivated me to continue.
She will come, dude. Just have patience.
Why is it always me? Why can t I get to talk to my love on her birthday?
But I knew it was my mistake. It was all because I had taken the worst decision of my life. I was the one who had left her all alone. Why should I blame anyone else?
By the time it was 4.50 pm, I took my mobile and dialled her number.
Is it ringing? Sameer asked.
Not yet.
Is it now? Sameer whispered after a few seconds.
Ssshhh wait, its ringing.
I could hear her hello tune.
Jab rulaana hi tha tujhe, to phir hasaaya kyun, saath rehkar bhi hai juda, to pass aaya kyun
My heartbeats increased. I heard a sound at the other end. Hello? I said in anticipation, but all I got was an automated response saying, The number you have dialled is currently busy .
What the fuck! I will throw my cell away. Why me, why always me?
Aditya, she s here! Run, shouted Sameer when he saw her coming out from her apartment.
Yes, she was there. Dressed in a white top, low waist jeans, black bag, wearing black eyeliner, and her hair left loose. She was looking hot enough to drive me crazy. I was confused about how I should react. So I just ran away from there. It was a straight road with a curve at the end that led towards other apartments.
We stopped near the curve and watched her come towards us. My heartbeats turned faster. She came closer to me and I felt like I missed a heartbeat and would die right there.
I was paralysed. I didn t know what to do. She was getting into an autorickshaw.
Damn, all in vain! I thought.
I gathered courage and ran