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Book Review: It Happens for a Reason ( JustMyThoughts)

 It Happens for a  Reason

     -by Preeti Shenoy ( Author)


It happens for a Reason is a sweet coffee -table read . It is a light , simple and easy read,  yet have s strong message, 'It happens for a Reason  '

              ( From google images)

              

The story is narrated having  Vipasha (more often referred as Vee during the course of book ) the protagonist of the novel and her journey as the life challenges her at various stages. She has support from her friends, which send a veryboositive message of frinedship too.

Vipasha owns Paw-factor, a place where people board their dogs when they are unable to care for them. The dogs were poisoned intentionally,as the protagonist suspects.  The novel then traces her life as a child and her years growing up and eventually her meeting with Ankush. She feels in love with Ankush but the course of events sets them apart and to her, pregnant. 

         ( from google images)


The book traces her struggles to be a single mother and bring Aryan( her son ) the best she could . But will Aryan never figure out about Ankush !!?? No matter how many obstacles she faced for her decision to keep the baby, she never gave up on her decision.

In the end , you will definitely be engrossed thinking," What happened  next !?..".The book then  becomes a page turner.The story is beautiful and the events are  very unexpected yet I can assure you with one things, everything in the novel will end happy .

More reviews of books by Preeti Shenoy-

A Hundered Little Flames

Life is what You Make it

Another beautiful read

When Only Love Remains

Coraline

I blogged!!

Fading In, Fading Out

Words of Mirror



Thank You

ANU

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