The Boy who Loved
Durjoy Datta
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The only thing you cannot plan in life is when and who to fall in love with . . .
Raghu likes to show that there is nothing remarkable about his lifeâloving, middle-class parents, an elder brother he looks up to and plans to study in an IIT. And thatâs how he wants things to seemânormal.
Deep down, however, the guilt of letting his closest friend drown in the schoolâs swimming pool gnaws at him. And even as he punishes himself by hiding from the world and shying away from love and friendship, he feels drawn to the fascinating Brahmiâa girl quite like him, yet so different. No matter how hard Raghu tries, he begins to care . . . Then life throws him into the deep end and he has to face his worst fears.
Will love be strong enough to pull him out?
The Boy Who Loved, first of a two-part romance, is warm and dark, edgy and quirky, wonderfully realistic and dangerously unreal.
Raghu likes to show that there is nothing remarkable about his lifeâloving, middle-class parents, an elder brother he looks up to and plans to study in an IIT. And thatâs how he wants things to seemânormal.
Deep down, however, the guilt of letting his closest friend drown in the schoolâs swimming pool gnaws at him. And even as he punishes himself by hiding from the world and shying away from love and friendship, he feels drawn to the fascinating Brahmiâa girl quite like him, yet so different. No matter how hard Raghu tries, he begins to care . . . Then life throws him into the deep end and he has to face his worst fears.
Will love be strong enough to pull him out?
The Boy Who Loved, first of a two-part romance, is warm and dark, edgy and quirky, wonderfully realistic and dangerously unreal.
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Durjoy Datta was born in New Delhi and completed a degree in engineering and business management before embarking on a writing career. His first bookâOf Course I Love You . . .â was published when he was twenty-one years old and was an instant bestseller. His successive novelsâNow That Youâre Rich . . .; She Broke Up, I Didnât!; Oh Yes, Iâm Single!; You Were My Crush . . .; If Itâs Not Forever . . .; Till the Last Breath . . .; Someone Like You; Hold My Hand; When Only Love Remains; Worldâs Best Boyfriend; Our Impossible Love; and The Girl of My Dreamsâhave also found prominence on various bestseller lists, making him one of the highest-selling authors in India.
Durjoy also has to his credit nine television shows and has written over a thousand episodes for television.
Durjoy lives in Mumbai. For more updates, you can follow him on Facebook (www.facebook.com/durjoydatta1) or Twitter (@durjoydatta) or mail him at [email protected].
Durjoy also has to his credit nine television shows and has written over a thousand episodes for television.
Durjoy lives in Mumbai. For more updates, you can follow him on Facebook (www.facebook.com/durjoydatta1) or Twitter (@durjoydatta) or mail him at [email protected].
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