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Book Review: Can Love happen Twice ( JustMyThoughts)

 Can love happen twice

     - by Ravinder Singh (Author)


“Can love happen twice” is written by Ravinder Singh and is

the novel sequel to Ravinder Singh’s debut novel “I too had a

Love Story”.

The thoughtfulness of the novel lies in the fact that the whole

novel is presented as a narration of Ravin’s personal diary

over a radio show which stretches overnight.

                                                              ( from Google images)

Despite the first-love-experience had been really

heartbreaking for Ravin, love knocks at his door again but this

time, at some different place, among different people and

with different life changing opportunities waiting ahead.

Ravin’s attempt to move on after a shocking experience bring

life again in his half-dead-soul. But would the happiness stay

for long!?

The basic question that the novel arises her is what must be

chosen between the highs in life and calm of love. Aspiration

keeps a mind living, love keeps a soul living. But what if only

one of them could be chose ..!

The author has very sensibly deciphered the meaning of

‘Love @Conditions Applied, circumstances and contrasted it

with being Condition freely dedicated to Someone.

Departure of love due to Aspiration- expectation conflicts

leaves Ravin shattered who, unable to confront the same

situation again, ends up being in mental asylum.


Knowing the only reason that helps Ravin to get back to his

self leaves the readers amazed. The unexpected turn of

emotion in the last few pages doesn’t cease to leave the

reader unsatisfied.

A single Friendship-oriented move made by one of the

characters in minor role was of the highest significance to

turn over the story.

The book concludes with a big smile plastered on the

readers face!


More reviews for Romantic reads-

Someone Like You

I too had a Love Story

A Hundred Little Flames

She Broke Up,I didn't


Thank You

ANU

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