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It Is All In Us Because Some love stories live forever

Rajat Sinha

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It Is All In Us

Because some love stories live forever


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An Engineer and a passion for literature and a

passion for being an orator paved the way for it. He

writes for some pages in the form of snippets. All

he wanted and waited was for his story to come

real. He did find one and thought of dedicating this

to the love of his life. IT IS ALL IN US Is a story of

a two beautiful soul who lost their relationship

because of misunderstanding and misinterpretation.

He decides to make out the reader believe that there

is nothing called region or caste that can make your

love look weak. Love is way beyond the region .

When two people love even if they fight they will

still find out a way to be together.

He wants to prove that when people say forever

they really mean it.

Ishita and Aarush life is based on real story.

The most beautiful Journey that they lived is being

written in the form of a novel.

Through this, he wants to bring out the fact that

men do have emotions. Men do cry and men do feel

it. A story of every other guy nowadays has been

shown in this novel.

No mistake is big enough that it cannot be

forgotten is also shown.

His upcoming venture is a short story and the

title is "25 Sleepless Nights"

Is life all about gain and loss or it is something

way beyond it ??


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What are sufferings then .? Is it necessary to

suffer in order to get something.? Well, he still

wasn't aware of the meaning of life and then he

decided to write on his second project "THE

THREE SINS OF LIFE ".

He wants to see himself as an entrepreneur and

is looking forward to being one by doing MBA

from a reputed college.


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Kahin na kahin to vo

mere bare me sochegi

Ki Khoon ka rishta bhi nahi tha fir bhi deewano

jaisa chahta tha…

and To My Parents


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A Desire And A Wish

We all dream, we all wish to achieve a particular goal in our life, be it in our hobby or be it our

activities.

Some dream and some convert that dream into

a wish, a wish of our own from our own thoughts,

the thoughts which we always want to share. Those

thoughts turn into feelings and then feelings turn

into emotions. When emotions come into play,

things automatically get build up.

I had that passion and a wish which later turn

out to be a desire for me, desire to write a novel on

a love story, desire to express my feelings. I waited

for years to find one such true love and when I did

find one, I wrote on us.

I would like to dedicate this to four special

ladies of my life who are a source of strength and

love to me.

First, I would like to dedicate this to my mom

Mrs.Seema Sinha who has always been a super

friend of mine. The way she deals with me, my

problems and feelings, it makes our relation to be

more of a friend and less of a strict mother.

Second,a special lady is my sister Puja Sinha,

to whom I conveyed my every wish and she made


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sure that she fulfills them with great honesty. She

never made me feel away from home and acted as

my mother who took care of all little things.

Third is my cousin sister Shaili Shaleen, who is

less of a cousin more of an own sister,a sister with

whom I share all my feelings and sorrows, a sister

with whom I feel free to share even my personal

life, a sister who is always there for me in helping

me out in my troubles.

The most important person for whom I wrote

this, Miss Raj, a beautiful girl who taught me the

meaning of life and love. A girl who was there in

my toughest times and faced all the difficulties

alone before it came to me. She is the one whom I

love the most for just being what she is. I dedicate

this to you and ask for your forgiveness for all the

times that I have hurt you. Sorry, for all the times

that I have let you down. Yes, you are stubborn, but

I can‟t help either. Hearty thanks to you, who made

this possible. You owe this novel and yes, you are

still the best thing that has happened to me. My

words are the result of the thoughts and believe we

had together.

Four important male people in my life is as

follows.

Big thanks to the super God of my life, my Dad Mr.

C.P. Sinha, who never stopped me from following

my dreams or desires. A person who backed me all

the time and always made sure that I reach up to my

needs and expectations. I wish I could be like you

papa.


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Here, it goes to the smarty who believed in

doing things imperfectly, one who takes a time to

believe when it is me, especially when I do things

like this. He always believed I can but so soon, he

didn't. Thank you, the laziest person I have ever

come across after me, and that is my brother Rohan

Kumar.

To both of my Jiju who have always been a

friend to me and who has always made sure that our

relationship rests more on the friendship level. Mr.

Roshan Kumar, who has always been with me

through all my hard times and the next a writer of

the “Two She‟s “, Mr. Abhinav Kaushik, who acted

as the inspiration behind my novel writing, this

would not have been possible without you jiju.

Big thanks to all my cousins who believed in

me and made sure that I achieve this.

Each of them contributed in making this dream

of mine comes true. Thank you, my favourite Mr

Anuarg Abhinav, who has always supported me in

all times and his wife and my bhabhi Sweta Sinha

who took care of me just like a mom would do for

his son, Shashank Sahay who is like a friend to me,

Swati Sahay who kept on asking me to write a novel

and who believed I can be a writer. Shubhangi

Sahay who is yet to believe it‟s me who has written

a novel.

Pawan Kumar who also helped me during the

time I needed the most. And yes the one who asked

me to write down my pains. Love does hurt, and

what hurt the most is not being with the person with

whom you always wanted to be with. But does time

heals everything? And if it does, then how? It


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certainly doesn‟t heal but it can make you feel good

at least of the memories you always wanted to live

with. Write down those memories and convert it

later into a novel. This was the idea of Mr Vaibhav

Vandhav. I thank Harsh, Hansha and all my loving

cousins without whom it could not have been

possible.

Thanks to my friends who are really a source of

inspiration for me. Friends like Argha Mallick,

Kundan, Anand, neha, Sumesh, Amit, Shanu

Suman, Swati Shailly and the dearest one Juhi Jyoti,

who always said „you are the best man a girl can

get‟, Shahina and Nisha who helped me during this

period. To all my friends of my college mentioned

in the story and to all who aren‟t mentioned. You

guys are the best phase of my life.

I thank my school St. Xavier‟s without which I

wouldn‟t have got any bit of knowledge in

literature, my college Siddaganga Institute of

Technology, without mentioning the college name,

my novel would not have been complete, as I met

the most important person in my life in this college

and which latter brought the best in me.


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I still wait for you!

I know now you can‟t be mine.

But it is okay! That is fine.

It is a kind of funny story. Doesn‟t know if it is defeat or glory.

I remember you all the time.

Doesn't matter its 12 am or 9.

I kept my promise, will not text you.

But I see you each and every day online.

I hide my feelings behind the smiles. But my search history knows how many times I have gone through your profile.

It‟s a story left by you unsaid.


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Me waiting for the barrel to put a raid.

I still pray for you so that you can be mine. Doesn‟t matter its 12 am or 9.

Sitting on his couch, Aarush was reading a part of a novel where he could relate to himself.

Take me to outer space, she said.

Being the smart ass, I immediately started to conjure up all I can imagine what outer space would be like.

Sitting on top of Saturn„s rings,

Watching the shooting stars whisk by,

Getting drunk in the Milky Way,

Looking at Earth-like a small, pale, blue marble.

I could have written down every single beautiful detail about our universe. All the colours, all the lights, all its mystery.


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A mystery that draws you inside its enigmatic soul.

I could have written all of that but I chose to write about you.

You are pretty much the same. Well, who knew life would take an unexpected change in their life. So unexpected that it would create an emptiness within these two hearts. An Emptiness which was so void that it was hard to remove them or replace them.


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Life, as they say, is never a bed of roses! But the

way one takes it is important. Two souls have a

very different perception about life yet had few

things in common.

Boldly and calmly he did cross all the bad

phases of his life. At one point, he was so

vulnerable that the ups and downs no longer

affected him.

A mischievous, a flirt who never believed in

love had to believe in something special. He was

one who never had the slightest idea that a girl

could affect him so much.

Well, his perception about life and love was

changed by someone.

What was that interesting turn that the author is

talking about?

The second and perhaps the most important

character of this novel is Ishita.

She was so headstrong and beautiful that every

guy would long to have her as a life partner.

One who would prefer 5 Star over Silk; sleep

over talks and walk over rides; yes she was one of

them.

Did the two souls manage to find love in each

other?


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And if they did, were they able to keep it

going?? Or did they fall apart?

Was their love story real or a passing by fancy?


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The Diary read as…


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The Journey Begins!

He never believed in true love. He always believed

that true love is a literary production of writers to

give ordinary people a reason and hope to live. He

knew undoubtedly that true love only existed in the

pages of a book.

But alas life never goes the way you plan it!!

The day he met her, he never realized that it

would be she who would shatter his beliefs, his

ideas or better to say it would be she who would

finish the demons in his mind.

Though he was not ready, he did open the door

for her.

But as he got to know her, he realised that they

are like the sun and the moon. Like the sun she

cleared all the gloomy clouds of his life, filling all

his cracks with her sunlight.

Like the moon he did give her a source of light

in the dark. He cleared all the darkness and paved

the way of light and success for her.

But how did they meet?

RB Institute of Technology located in the

outskirts of Bangalore in a town called Tumkur.

The college had built up good reputation for it's

good valued education and its disciplines.


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The college besides for his quality education

was also known for its campus environment. It had

something soothing in it, covered with trees all

around and beautiful lanes that takes you to the way

to the AD Block.

Out of all the beautiful things that could easily

catch a beholder‟s eyes, the other things that all

freshers were not aware of was its attendance

policy.

Engineering for a passed out PUC student is a

journey of an innocense soul to a stupid lazy soul.

One who takes life seriously at the very last

moment and one who never thinks of the

consequences.

RBIT for all those students was a nightmare for

them. Starting from its early class to the attendance

policy of keeping it above 85 percent made many

upcoming engineers life hell.

If you could ever find the laziest person on

earth he will still be more active than Aarush. As he

believed that being lazy is an emotions and one

should have in them.

18 August 2013

In the early morning, unaware of what is stored in the future, Aarush along with the other students went to their respective classes.

The classes of engineers gave a look as if they have a hunger to be the best among all.


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The First day was more of an introduction round as each student need to specify there PUC marks and the reason they opted for RBIT.

As the introduction round went on Aarush kept on staring at some beautiful girls as it would be easy for him to send them friend requests on Facebook. Yes, a flirty mind always works better in such cases!

„I am Aarush Sinha from Jharkhand. I got 80 per cent in PUC and the reason I opted for RBIT is that I had no other options left. My rank was subdued enough to make a good decision, so it was more of need than of choice, Aarush answered when his turn came.

Well, he knew that whoever said that it was their choice was lying because choices can be smart and not dull, while needs can force you to make dull choices.

The first day of the college went on a lighter note as Aarush made some good friends in the first day itself.

His friends were Akash, Suraj, Piyush, Prakash and Prateek. They turned out to be very good friends of his.

“Your room number is 257”, the guard at the hostel gate instructed Aarush. He was still lost in his own thoughts and was regretting deeply that if he would have worked hard a little more, he would


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have got admission into IIT or NIT and didn‟t have to choose RBIT.

He consoled himself by saying that it is just a matter of two different alphabets at the start. He went to his room.

Three students were allotted in each room. “Ehh! The room looks so old, old enough to carry your own holy practices”, Aarush, with a smile, said to his roommates.

“Well, it is just the beginning. You never know how the end will be”, Ravi, one of his roommates answered.

Now, the hostel was quite big but it lacked everything that a hostel should have. Apart from the huge rooms, the hostel had stinky bathrooms which gave an impression that it belonged to the medieval period.

“Where is the mess Ravi?” Aarush asked.

“It‟s right there on the first floor”, Ravi answered.

“Is it the mess? It gave me an impression of an ashram where devotees are waiting for their turns to come”.

“Saturday is the only day when engineers lined up to get some pieces of paneer and ice cream”, Ravi said in a sweet voice.

“Engineers are not less than a devotee who not only lined up for the food but also for the placements”, Aarush added with a laugh.


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The same old boring days continued as Aarush made some more good friends.

27 August 2013:

When the clock struck noon, Aarush along with other batch mates was standing outside the Programming lab.

Not all knew what programming is and some like Aarush had no idea of what programming is at all.

“Hey, do you know who Nikhil Roy is and in which branch he belongs to?” Aarush asked the other students who were standing there.

“Hey , it's me!” Nikhil answered.

“Gaurav was talking about you the last night. It is nice meeting you!” Nikhil added.

“Well, we will meet frequently as you are my neighbor my friend, Room No. 257!” Aarush, with a smile, added.

“Why the hell where you sent out of the lab?” Nikhil asked.

“For the extraordinary knowledge that I have on programming!” Aarush replied.

As the conversation grew flashier, Aarush and Nikhil decided to go out for lunch.


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The college had a pretty decent location as it connects both types of people, one who failed in love and one who get their love.

The college days was dragging at a very slow pace as Aarush had made an impression among all the students. He made an impression which was more of a serious guy than what he was in his real life.

“Did you note down the tables which our madam said?” Aarush was asked by one of his classmates.

“Yea, I did. Do you want to copy it?” Aarush asked.

“Yea, I want to copy. Well, where are you from?” she asked.

“From Jharkhand”, Aarush answered.

“I am Monica. It was nice meeting you”, she said and was about to leave for her hostel.

“Same here. By the way, are you on Facebook?” Aarush asked.

“Yea. I will add you. Tell me your email ID”, Monica answered back.

The flirty eyes of Aarush said it all as he ended the conversation by saying “Very few looks good while chewing a gum and you are one of them”.

She reverted back with a smile.

A notification popped up as he got the friend request on Facebook. Yes, it was Monica‟s friend

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The conversation was begun: Monica: Hi! What‟s up?

Aarush: All good.

Monica: So what are you doing?

Aarush: Wondering.

Monica: I wish I would know how to do this.

Aarush: Believe me, you will get to know soon.

Monica: Oh, is it!

Aarush: Yes madam!

They started to have a very good time as they

both became good friends.

“I hate this early morning classes! What about

you?” Aarush asked.

“Who loves them Aarush? Well no one. It is

just our need that is making us come to the college”.

I didn't utter a single word as I knew

everybody's pain is the same.

In every college there will definitely be one

faculty who will be the game changer in your life.

And to add more taste to it, it will be a lady

who will hate you for no reason.

“You seem to be arrogant!” the madam

shouted at Aarush.

“Mam, the knowledge that I have on

programming is quite less. So I just asked you to

teach me once more. If asking you to repeat the

same thing sounds arrogant then I beg for

forgiveness”, Aarush, with a low voice, answered.

Aarush would still wonder how some teachers

can be so freaking odd.

“If this continues I am afraid you have to pay”,

she replied back with the same old face.


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“And do not forget it is an autonomous

college”, she added.

Aarush had always been confident enough

about his studies and his caliber and he was pretty

sure that it will not lead him into any trouble.

Exactly one month of the college passed and

Aarush would still wonder, “Was I a criminal in my

previous life that I need to pay for it now!”

The college life was more like a jail surrounded

by some frustrated teachers who will definitely find

some negatives in you and by someone who was a

blessing in disguise.

The friendship of Aarush and his friends was

going on quite well as he managed to gain more

popularity after attending an event in the college.

Monica: Hi!

Aarush: Hey!

Monica: My roommate was praising you for your

extraordinary answers in the rapid fire round.

Aarush: Oh is it! Tell thank you to her on my

behalf.

Monica: Yes! Sure I will.

Monica: Do you know what is on 24 September?

Aarush: Yes, it‟s Wednesday and we will have our

college too.

But Aarush knew that it was Monica's birthday.

Monica: Oh! I thought it was some other day.

Thanks for the information.

Aarush: You are welcome.


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24 September, 2013 TIME 12AM.

“Happy birthday to the first friend of my college

life! May God bless you with immense love and

prosperity”, Aarush said it over phone.

“Thank you so much! I knew you knew my

birthday but you were trying to act smart in the

conversation”, she replied.

“Where is the party tonight?” Aarush asked.

“Will let you know tomorrow”, Monica replied.

The next day went pretty well and not much of

a surprise the next day in the college had a quiz in

two subjects.

“Aarush, gear yourself for the quiz in the first

hour of the class”, Monica said.

“Engineering, mechanics and math‟s are my

favorites and I need not panic about it”, Aarush

replied.

The quiz in the college made an environment as

if the students were going for a war. Some would

come 10 minutes early just to occupy the last seat

and some would come 5 minutes late knowing this

quiz won't do much bad.

Nikhil was one among them who preferred

coming late as he had some other sources of getting

good marks in the quiz.

“When will the small pieces of paper work?”

he smirked.

As the day went on it gave an impression that

this college will bind you for its rules and

regulations.

The last working day of the 1st semester.


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