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Book Review: This Love that feels Right ( JustMyThoughts)

 This Love that  Feels Right

           -by Ravinder Singh( Author)

 

“This Love feels Right” is an impeccable novel written by Ravinder Singh. This is a remarkable novel which touches the firm but not-so -true conceptions about relationships, love and marriages.

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Its hard to step out of relationships and a person definitely gives a second thought if the relationship is named as Marriage. The success of marriage is dependent on faith, understanding and most importantly, friendship between the husband and the wife but what is the relationship of husband-wife comprise of none of the above-mentioned elements and is expected to work only on the wheels tagged ‘Marriage’.

A wife cheating on her husband is considered a greater sin than a girl cheating her loved one before marriage.We have always been wrong in taking marriage as a bondage, a confinement which expects humans to ignore their natural tendency of getting attracted.

All these above mentioned aspects of marriage has been sensitively and logically dealt with, by Manvika who is the most game-changing character in the novel.

The book proves to be an eyeopener for the people stuck in an oppressive relationship and who finds it hard to break through. 

The story is about a young lady, Naina, married at the age of 25 to an ambitious business man obsessed with luxuries of riches and puts profession before relations. Naina’s struggles for   life and her first realization of love and freedom lays the foundation of the story.

The reader would definitely conclude the novel by have a changed perspective on marriage and would have a mature approach if ever faced with such consequences.

 Ravinder Singh’s thinking on Infidelity presented as a reflection in Manvika’s words would be hard to accept as it challenges the presently accepted social norms but the world would be a better place to live in, if it is implied so.


Reviews of more romantic Reads-

Life is What you Make

You are the Best Wife

Something I Never Told You

Expelled ( James Patterson)

I tried blogging !!

Random day ,random thoughts #1

Random Day, Random Thoughts #2

Fading In, Fading Out


Thank You

ANU.

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