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Dhruv was in trauma from almost six months, emotionally afraid. But it was a new morning for him after losing Shubhi. He was going on a trek of 13,500ft. waving many other adventurous activities. It was a chance for him to heal the rift that was growing in his heart. He was ready to be alone, not getting attached to love in any form. But, unknowingly he welcomed someone unwelcomed in his life.Will Dhruv able to control him not to get struck once again by the girl's detachment? With a very simple fact - Love always finds its way, but if you love someone just say Love @ 13,500ft is a story full of misconceptions between Dhruv and Anjali which leads to such a romantic and memorable ending, that every lover desires.

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Publié par	V & S Publishers
Date de parution	01 avril 2012
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9789381588703
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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Contents
Chapter 1 : Like a Pendulum
Chapter 2 : Crazy Instinct
Chapter 3 : Love @ 13,500 ft
Epilogue
Dedicated to mom
Yu to zindagi ki raah me kai lehro ne seecha mujhe Par vo thi teri hi kashti jisne mujhe doobne na diya……

(love u maa)

When we pray God hears more than we say He answers more than we ask He gives more than we imagine but In his own time and in his own way
Acknowledgements
It will not be unfair to first of all thank GOD, who makes me what I wanted to be.
Anshuman and Sonal – I am very thankful to both of you for bearing me while I was writing this book. Very frankly, without you both this book wouldn’t have been possible.
Sandeep Sir, for always motivating me for writing this book, thank you very much.
Vikas Shandilya Sir, thanks for all your well wishes and the time you spent for proofreading of this book.
Sonu bhai, my ideal brother; though it’s true that I can never be like you, thanks for all those positive vibrations you always generate around me. Ritu Bhabhi – I am sure no one had tolerated my stories more than you, so thank you too.
There is still a gang that I would like to thank for a variety of reasons and I will name them now as I actually want to tell them how much they meant to my life. I thank – Ruchika (my sis), Ashu Bhai, Poonam Bhabhi, Sudhanshu Bhai, Mita Di, Abhijit Jiaji, Vipin Bhaiya, Rohit Bhaiya, Kavita Di, Manvi, Karan, Sushma Di, Hemant Bhaiya, Saurabh, Gaurav, Sarthi, Noni, Ayan, Aaryan, Siya, Krish, Ishaan, Ravinder, Neeraj, Vinay, Ashok, Vipin, Mohit, Anuja, Ritu, Dev, Sanchayita, Paras, Neha, Swati, Rohit, Aakash, Inderjeet and I am sure many others whom I might have missed.
Special thanks to all those who made my trekking trip unforgettable – Partho, Nitin, Vivek, Sandeep, Anshu, Namit, Nishit, Pragati, Amandeep, Ankur, Shilpa, Manish, Swati, Shweta, Dwarka, Keshav, Ali.
Also big thanks to my publishers who trust me.
And finally but immensely, my dad, for being with me in my good or bad times.
Thank you very much.

Love always finds its way but If you love someone, just say……

And the bottle stopped pointing towards Dhruv.
‘Hey Dhruv, Truth or Dare,’ Amandeep asked swiftly.
‘Truth.’
‘May I ask please,’ Shilpa interrupted curiously. It seemed like she was waiting from a long time for the moment.
‘Dhruv, please don’t mind. But do you like Anjali?’
Like a Pendulum

Sandeep swept through the door from his own cabin into mine.
‘Finally, the News we were waiting for has come,’ he announced brightly.
I raised my head from the file I was studying and shifted my brain into neutral.
‘News… What News?’
‘Mean you have not checked your Inbox till now.’ He frowned and departs to pick up the phone that was ringing in his cabin.
Checking Inbox is one of the irritating works especially when more than half of the inbox had been filled by your boss’s mails. I leaned back, massaging my neck muscles in order to concentrate directly on the desktop and clicked on the Inbox. It didn’t take even a minute to me to understand the news, not news exactly; it was one of my dreams till then.
I smiled. The action was a relaxation in itself. From: Sahil.Kapoor Sent: Friday, October 27, 2010 12:43 PM To Partho; Dhruv Gupta; Ankur Sangwan; Pramod Kumar; Amandeep; Deepak Kumar; Sonal Arora; Nitin Gautam; Sandeep Kumar Malik; Shweta Gabba; Swati Bhardwaj; Shilpa Nair; Manish Anand; Anjali Sharma; Dwarka Nath Murli; Pinaki Sarkar; Anshuman; Anshu Jayent; Nishit Sehgal; Namit; Vivek kaushik; Deepanshu Saini Cc: Suniti Sachdeva; Ashok Chauhan; Milli Gupta Subject: Outbound Leadership Training Attachment: Batch-1.xls; Batch-2.xls; Booklet.pdf; Batch-1.pdf; Batch-2.pdf
Dear All ,
We are pleased to inform you that Leadership course (Outdoor) is being organised in two batches in the month of Nov/Dec 2010.
The Details are as under:
Program: Outbound Leadership Course Dates: 12 th Nov to 21 th Nov and 6 th Dec to 15 th Dec 2010 Venue: Uttarkashi Organising Agency: ‘RUN D RISK’ ADVENTURE FOUNDATION
You have been nominated to attend this program as per the enclosed list of batches.
Participation in this programme is compulsory for all trainees .
The Participants are required to reach the base camp at Uttarkashi on 11th Nov 2010 & 5th Dec 2010.
Accordingly you are required to depart from DELHI a day prior to the reporting date to Uttarkashi.
My name was listed in the Batch-2. The news made me filled with a sense of ecstasy and excitement; excitement to be away from work for so many days, excitement to be free from responsibilities, excitement to climb rocks, excitement to live in Jungles, excitement to trek 13,500 feet and excitement to be alone (Important for me to come out from the memories of Shubhi) .
We were 32 people in total, going to Uttarkashi for a real fun or I must say – Adventure.
Oh! How can I forget? From the word Adventure, I must tell that somewhere I agree that the oldest and most widespread stories in the world are the stories of adventure and by then, the word for me was also like studied in books or newspapers and living it every minute, every hour and every day seemed to be very much excited. One could easily feel that excitement on my face, especially my parents who continuously had been observing me during the complete month of November. My heart was filled with emotion. The trip was actually important for me after the strain of last six months. It was the chance for me to be alone and I thought that it would help to heal the rift that was growing in my heart. I needed to build up myself again as it had taken such a bad knock since Shubhi left. So, I was in a hurry to go, though I admit that my clothes, medicines, camera and other important items were remained unpacked that very cool evening of departure – 5 th Dec 2010. It seemed that now finally fear of love would be out of my system but I was unaware what God had actually written for me and I was ready with all my positive energy to welcome someone unwelcomed in my life.

‘She will reach in ten minutes,’ Swati said to Mr Rajesh, our team coordinator, a very gentle personality just sitting behind me.
It was about eleven at night, the driver was ready with the bus to take off. All were in excited mood, gossiping, listening to songs on their I-pods, having snap shots, calling their friends, relatives and other lovable. After all, in sixteen minutes, we will finally leave. Ten minutes for the arrival of her because of whom we were already late by half an hour, five minutes to place her luggage, and the last one for me to compose myself into the smiling and then have a warm nap.
Calling to Sandeep, I turned in to my seat, wishing fleetingly that at some point of time – just once would do – someone would enter my life with a happy smile and bring me some good news.
Sitting on my seat, I noticed absently that a girl was striding towards me, pink colour handbag swinging. Automatically, my brain shifted into an analytical mode, and I classified the footsteps. They belonged to a girl who had charted her own course in life and who knew exactly where she was going – and why.
Eyes to the ground, I pressed on, conscious that the time I had allocated for getting a nap was flying by.
‘Is there something wrong?’ A deep feminine voice brought me in present. The footsteps had ceased, their owner was addressing me.
I lifted my head and looked into the eyes that were like the sea below a clear sky, black and deep and fathomless. I went headlong into their depths, plunging, drowning, with as much chance of coming up for air as a diver floundering out of control.
Distractedly, my subconscious mind filled in the rest of her face. Her hairs were loose and straight, swinging nearly to the shoulders. Her face was narrow with sharp features. There was a short nose, the fine forehead, dimples forming the cheeks; attractive chin, the sensitive fullness of lips. Above all, there was the overpowering presence of a girl.
Those lips moved again. ‘You look,’ they were saying, ‘as if you have the troubles of the entire population of the world on your shoulders.’
I surfaced, gasping for air, my lifeline reconnected. I broke into a laugh.
Shaking my head, my thick black hair swinging, ‘Not the entire population, only a very small section of it,’ I answered with an improper wink.
‘Idiot’ glancing at her watch, she moved further while pressing some numbers on her mobile.
At the turn, I glanced back. She was walking as if she had only just resumed her journey. Oh, yes, she knew where she was going. And, by the proud angle of her head, I judged that she would surely go there, on the last seat that was vacant, so that she could hang up on mobile.
Sandeep was continuously staring at me. Coming closer to my ears he commented, ‘Sweet, beautiful and sexy?’
‘With the most beautiful eyes you could hope to see in a girl’, I said.
He was still staring at me, maybe in order to tease me, as such I was dying for her.
‘No, never, never think of this. Me and love – not possible now.’
‘What do you mean by Now?’
‘Oh! Nothing. I am just saying leave her topic. Some girls make a grab.’
‘Is that so?’ Sandeep laughed, unbelieving it easily, ‘But maybe you are interested to know her name.’ He