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Book Review: I Still Think about you ( JustMyThoughts)

I Still Think about You

             - by Arpit Vageria ( Author)

I Still Think About You is the story that brings out and harnesses feeling of brotherhood. The story is full of another thing apart from brotherhood, that is a sense of loss.

The relationship’s value is  best understood when it is taken away. There are so many instances in the books to make you feel the sense of loss. Infact, almost every character in the story had a story of loss or a potential loss that could happen in the near future.  The numerous turn of events in the story keeps the readers engaged and the since the language isn’t hard to understand, it makes it effortless to go with the flow of the story!

The story is about 2 brother, Aamir and Dhruv, who had lost their parents when they were at a early age and they were on their own ever since. Aamir, being the elder one took the responsibility of Dhruv and they later came to Mumbai to live  their life anew. They both were each others family and loved each other dearly.

 

Anvi, the one Aamir is in love with is strong character, passionate about reporting criminal activities. This fact scares Aamir . He wanted her to get shifted from that position as he was concerned for her safety from the criminal attacks.

On 11 July 2006, Mumbai was struck with serial blast  which targeted at the local trains, from which , unfortunately , Aamir was travelling.The panic of attack , the concern of Dhruv for Aamir and his will to scout down Aamir at any cost  marks the majority of the story. During this journey of Dhruv , from feeling of loss ( first of parents and now , of the only world he had to confide to, his brother) to the decision of visiting Brahmi ( the place he spent his childhood with his beloved family) , he meets Sachi who understands his loss ( as she had herself suffered a loss of a loved one too ) and tries to console him and make him move on. She  insists him not to get struck over bad happens, instead address his brother with a happy remembrance and compassion.

                ( from google images)

But wait, who gave the proof of death of Aamir. Did he find him at any hospital-No.! Did the Police succeeded in finding him- No!

After this  realization and a dream out of the blue, Dhruv made a promise to himself that he will resume his search for Aamir and he planned his return to Mumbai to get started.

Meanwhile, Dhruv’s colleague Mithun is going through a stressful situation too where his younger brother Shantanu is having a medical complication and is at the risk of death . Dhruv , not wanting to having to face another sense of loss , agrees at once to help Mithun out of the situation.

He saves Shantanu’s life and as a blessing-in-return , Dhruv’s life comes back to him. 

Also, the fact that Anvi, who was hurt during a criminal attack brought concern to Aamir and he reached her as soon as he could brings compassion in the reader.

There is a character in the book, who turns up the sad story into a positive one  . Another even that helps in turning the course of story was the blog written by Dhruv, which is super sarcastic to read . The reader first giggles it off and then realises the meaning in deapth of the expression of feeling about everything that he was going through.

I wont go further with it now. !😉😉

 And also, the story ends on the reconciling of Dhruv and Sachi as they both confessed their future together.

Thank you for Reading!

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