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Book Review: Forever is a Lie (JustMyThoughts)

 Forever is a Lie

             -Novoneel Chakraborty


Forever is a Lie is a story of Prisha, a 18- year old girl, living in the beautiful city of Bangalore , studying Mass Communications. She is heart broken and initially presents as an introvert, not willing to mingle with anyone. 

On the other hand, we have Saveer, a 34 years old man who has been living  with the constant guilt of killing his girlfriend. Throughout the story, he keeps repeating that she died due to him, his whole family and nearly all his favorite acquaintance have died and he was responsible for it. He also mentions that he should have told his girlfriend, Ishanvi about..... What is it that keeps him so much in guilt and what did he wanted to tell her? An investment banker by career, he leaves his well paying job after the death of  Ishanvi and starts an NGO.



The character of Saveer is split in two ways, one side he wants to avoid the misery in his life by avoiding it completely and on the other, the book mentions that he has crated his home around the misery. Do you feel the same sometimes? Sometimes, for the same thing, we often have opposite feelings and at different times, we prefer one over the other.
One side, Saveer believes he must finish himself for everything he is and hence trading on that path , he  makes himself available for women at pubs where he is famous as The Mean Monster and on the other hand, he talks about the depth of love he has felt and how important each moment and memory of Ishanvi has been for him.

Eventually, Prisha, being heart broken , tries to understand what Saveer means when he talks about love. She says that Saveer's words have help her unlearn what she should have after her breakup. She develops crush on him and tries to get around him and as the time gets on, they get really close to each other. 

Things aren't as smooth as they sound!

Around the end of the novel, Prisha starts to notice very odd behavior of Saveer and wants to talk about this. On the other hand, Saveer is still afraid of losing Prisha and still things that he would end up killing Prisha if they got closer. in the las few chapter, Saveer notices a strange tattoo on the back which clams to run all his happiness. There is also mention of a women whose appearance and disappearance has been very weird. All we  know is, Saveer and Prisha meet on his birthday and then, she is pushed to death. By whom? Did the women has a role in this? Or was it Saveer?  the most important question that remains is- WHY? All the deaths on Saveer's Birthday, Is that a Co-incident?

Guys, till the very last page, I wasn't aware of this but, the book has a sequalae, Forever is True  which describes what happens next.

I have started with the book and will be back in JustMyThoughts Series of book reviews!
Till then See yaa!

Thank you

ANU.

Comments

  1. SThankiAugust 16, 2022 at 7:36 PM

    I could see see parts of saveer trying to change for better, regardless of what the end result is. I would love to read about this process.

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