BOOK REVIEW TITLE: YOU WE AUTHOR: VANYA RAJWAR GENRE: ROMANTIC FICTION RATINGS: 4.6/5 ⭐ 🖤Vanessa, shortly V, 22 years old, strong and independent girl, is quite different from others. How could one define her? A Rebel or a Manizer (as her friends call her)? She is unique in her own ways, riding bike, being frank, […]
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So I have decided to do a series of posts on the various men I have dated. What inspired me? Well besides being my own muse, my friends often tell me your love life is nothing short of a bollywood movie. Haha! So, let’s begin.
I call myself a tormented romantic,
Not because I don’t believe in love,
It’s because of the men that I have dated,
And their extremely unique antics.
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I fell in puppy love at school,
Don’t we love the bad boys when we are in that pool,
He was a stuntsman and a rugged human,
If you ask me now I would call such a boy a pure ruffian,
And how the girls used to go gaga over him,
Is beyond what today, I can fathom.
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I was a good friend of his,
People often teased us about it,
One day he proposed to me out of the blue,
Was it genuine or on a whim?
That, I never understood.
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I enjoyed the attention for a good three years,
The popularity that comes from dating a well known ruffian,
Whenever he stood outside my class,
Everyone would hoot and comments they would pass.
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You would think we were happy and in bliss,
But three years later I found out,
He was dating one of my friends’ friend.
What unfolded after that was a trauma in the past,
But extremely laughable when I think of it,
As puppy love very rarely lasts.
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Well as I said it was traumatic for me,
He had started dating another,
Within the first half year,
Of when he started to date me.
After that he had been on a dating spree,
As he had another one too in his kitty,
With my acquaintance being the latest addition to it.
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My town was quite small and conserved when I was a kid,
So hiding four girlfriends from each other,
I must say Kudos to such talent!
Finally I did confront him one day,
Told him we needed to end this farce completely,
Three years? he had asked, Over?
I had a knot in my throat as I nodded,
All he said was Okay!
As he shrugged and walked away.
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I had looked at his receding figure in the distance,
Not once did he turn that fateful day,
The tears flowed out of my eyes,
And that was how I got cheated on in my first relationship itself.
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I laugh out loud today at the incidence,
And Oh! He did come back with apologies,
And do you know when?
A good four years later, with a heartfelt one,
But what good was it by then?
And this is how our romance ended.
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He is a good friend as of today,
But he still feels guilty for his infidelity,
Even though I have forgiven him for his childish capers,
I can’t help him with the remorse he feels.
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All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar (VRa).
The Soul’s Urge©|2020
It’s funny how each time she is at her gate,
Her eyes flicker towards the corner towards her house,
Like you would round the corner any moment,
The way you had promised years back,
This is the story of her WAIT.
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At times she just shakes her head,
Knowing the remote possibility of it ever happening,
She often laughs at her own anticipation,
The dashed hopes and the futility of the waiting,
At times she wonders why she even waits.
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Still every morning, every night,
Anytime she stands at her gate,
Her eyes still rove at the corner,
Constantly awaiting your arrival,
She imagines herself blushing when she would see you at her place,
Each time you don’t appear, she bows her head and goes inside,
Only to resume the wait again.
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And this cycle continues forever,
Each day, every day, it never ends,
The corner has started corroding still you haven’t arrived,
With forlorn eyes that blur at times,
She still looks towards it,
This is how she waits.
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All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar (VRa).
The Soul’s Urge ©|2020
During a particularly rough monsoon season,
Eleven years ago,
A tiny being lay outside my house,
She was injured and she was in pain,
As the rains poured hard that night,
She looked at me with her beady eyes,
I brought a blanket outside,
Wrapped her up and brought her inside,
Nobody came to claim her for very long,
She became a part of our family,
She was small and she was frail, we called her Tinki which means tiny,
Eleven years down , she still hasn’t grown much, delicate as a butterfly,
My constant companion, her paw in mine,
All I have had in the worst of times.
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Six years ago I heard about a litter of puppies,
I went to have a look at them,
A small little head popped out and looked at me,
His owner dangled him in front of me, wanting to get rid of him,
I took an immediate liking to this overly active being,
Took him home to give Tinki a companion,
Called him Rocky as that was the movie playing at the time,
Years down the lane, he is as active as he was as a pup,
No wall is too high and no gate can stop him,
When I am sad he rolls his head in my lap,
And all my worries and stress fly away.
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Five years ago my uncle called me to his home,
I went and was surprised to see a big, fat pup wrapped in a towel,
He said she was two months old,
It was quite unbelievable considering her size,
She was a gift to my uncle who couldn’t care for her,
So she was gifted to me and I brought her home happily.
Wrapped her in the same blanket in which I had brought Tinki in,
Named her Lica, the first dog in space since she looked so unique,
Five years down she is a giant beauty,
Possessive and protective of everyone in the family,
Last year before my birthday she became a mother,
Gave me the most beautiful gifts in the form of six pups,
Whenever I feel low, she comes and sits with me,
Nuzzles my face and my tears dry quickly.
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I call them my paws,
More loyal than most humans,
They Shower me with the purest form of unconditional love,
To all those who say I have kept them unnecessarily, I pay no heed,
Because their love and silent companionship has kept me alive,
They have helped me pass the darkest phases of life,
Their love is unadulterated to the very core,
It nurtures me as well as my soul,
They are all god’s gifts,
They are all I could ever need.
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All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar (VRa)
The Soul’s Urge©|2020
Firstly, I am really sorry that I haven’t been able to stay regular despite having promised the same.
Just been promoting my book and hence, I have been a bit busy. So I have decided to do a short question answer session for the readers.
I had been clinging to false hopes,
Despite knowing the truth,
I stayed wanting to bind him with love,
A love to which he paid no heed,
He fell for another and I was left alone,
Many nights I spent crying myself hoarse.
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He and I were a story I wanted to tell,
And as I began penning it down,
Somewhere through those pages I found a closure,
Not all stories conclude themselves,
Not all stories are happily ever after tales,
Sometimes it’s necessary for us to give ourselves the closures we seek,
We deserve it to thrive again, it’s the Soul’s need.
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When I saw the author copies of my book and went through them, I had sighed. It was my closure to a beautiful chapter in my life and I was really glad. Sometimes we get closures when we least expect them and that’s what happened with me. It brought me a peace I hadn’t experienced in ages. My first book will remain close to my heart, for many reasons and this is one of them.
What are your thoughts on Closure? Let me know in the comments section.
“Because there was nobody like you, there is nobody like you. Nights I have spent thinking I don’t deserve you but as time passes our souls come meandering through. Love for you was preordained, destiny never gave me a choice when it came to you.”
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Vanessa, the protagonist of my story is an inherent part of me. After all she is partly inspired from me. You We is her story, a paradox of sorts, a Manizer as well as a hopeless romantic who is immensely in love with her hometown Dehradun and has refused to leave it despite the opportunities. Many do lust after her but will this woman find true, eternal love is the question?
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I had always been an avid reader and I have so many books that at times I wonder if I should open a library. Infact, I sell books each year just to make space for more. As a child I grew up on Ruskin Bond and Enid Blyton. Each time I visited Landour (Bond’s abode), I often wondered how it would feel to stay there and write. I always imagined myself sitting on one of the benches in the lap of nature and write my first book. That had always been my dream.
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Unfortunately, the experience of writing my first book was quite an unbelievable one. My mid life crisis was a global pandemic but yes, fortunately it gave me time to follow my passion and my parents supported me so I did. After all ever since I started writing my blog (link in bio) they wanted me to be a published author. And I love them for that! Also, funnily enough, I am an ardent reader of Classics and I pride in my classic collections but I ended up writing a youthful romance in the most simplistic language (probably for the younger generation of millenials and the 21st century kids) Haha! It took even me by surprise as it is quite different from the poetry I write.
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I just hope people read it and like it. And to all who read it do leave your reviews!
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I hope people read it. And if you like it do leave a review!
Also I would love to interact with people who visit my blog and know more about you. I might be SOCIALLY ERRATIC but I love to converse. Haha! I am trying to be more interactive on a daily basis now. So, Do comment, mail or text me!
The lockdown proved to be a huge drawback for my book but finally the trailer is out and it is also available on all platforms.
I hope you all will keep supporting me, a woman who has the heart of a nine year old and is on the path of realising her childhood dream. I had tears in my eyes when I held my book in my hand, I probably couldn’t believe it.
I fearfully hope to become a recognised author someday. For the time being I just want to follow my passion and keep writing, making my imagination as well as observations come alive on paper. Thankyou again for all the love and support.
Link to the trailer of my book: YOU WE: The Trailer Do watch and enjoy.
Available on the following platforms:
PRINT BOOKS INDIA :
Amazon.in: https://www.amazon.in/dp/1648506267
Flipkart: https://www.flipkart.com/you-we/p/itm0a37e53729ab5?pid=9781648506260
INTERNATIONAL PRINT BOOKS:
Amazon.com: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1648506267
Amazon.co.uk: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1648506267
For all the E-BOOK READERS out there:
Amazon Kindle: https://www.amazon.in/You-We-Coincidental-Vanya-Rajwar-ebook/dp/B08BKJ3RM7
KOBO: https://www.kobo.com/in/en/ebook/you-we Google Playstore: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Vanya_Rajwar_You_We?id=12jsDwAAQBAJ
Apple Books: https://books.apple.com/us/book/id1523141870
Do Grab your copies (if you want to). I have written it in the most simplistic format to make it easy for all to understand and also to make it a smooth read. I hope you read it and support my dream. if you like it do leave your reviews. Haha!
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Thankyou!! ❤️❤️
All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar (VRa)
The Soul’s Urge©|2020
Because nature is my home,
It dwells in my very soul.
The creator’s symphony,
It’s the very essence of my entity.
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All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar (VRa).
The Soul’s Urge ©|2020
There was a girl who once lived,
She loved more than she could,
Gave more than many deserved,
Selfless was her soul, it existed to serve,
I am not her.
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She brought smiles to faces,
In the dead of the night, her muffled cries went unheard,
She filled others with happiness,
While piece by piece she shattered,
I am not her.
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Often taken for granted,
Still altruistically she served,
Putting the welfare of others before herself,
To her own pain she paid no heed,
I am not her.
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Neglected by the ones she loved,
She waited ages for them to understand her worth,
With a delicate heart and strong mind,
She still stayed by them through all storms,
I am not her.
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She still resides within me,
Exhausted by having loved so selflessly,
She has churned me into what I am today,
I love and give others,
But I don’t forget to love myself for the same,
She has done her part of spreading love well,
Now she needs her rest.
The woman that I am today,
She is not that epitome of unselfish love and benevolence,
I walk away when my efforts are not respected,
Some might find it inconsiderate,
I apologize for the same,
But I refuse to be her,
I need to love myself too,
I am not her.
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All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar (VRa).
The Soul’s Urge©|2020
Note: I got mails from quite a number of my followers as to what had happened to the surprise related to the book. I was supposed to share it yesterday but something went haywire. I promise I will be introducing it very soon. Please do stay tuned!! Thankyou so much for the support!
A man visited me when I was a child,
He looked ethereal and alien,
He said I had been made for him,
It had left me surprised,
That was my first meeting with him,
His name was Rick.
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As I sat crying and sad when I was scolded for the first time,
He visited me again and wiped my tears,
Your tears are a treasure, he said, you are all mine,
All those years ago, I was just a naive child,
I didn’t understand what he meant so I just stared at him with blurred eyes,
This man called Rick.
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Whenever I was lone I would have his shoulder to cry upon,
He would tell me stories of the galaxies and stars,
I would confide my secrets with him,
He was my closest confidante, my constant companion,
His name was Rick.
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When I fell in love in school,
He disappeared all of a sudden,
I often wondered where he had gone, like a fool,
Enjoying the bliss of first love, to his absence I paid no heed,
Forgot the man who had always stayed by my side,
The man whose name was Rick.
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When I had my first heartbreak,
He reappeared out of the blue,
He took me in his arms and sighed,
You have grown up, he said,
You won’t need me as much, he added,
He told me a story of traversing the universe that day,
But he promised he would come back for me when the time was right,
That was the last I heard from that handsome yet gentle man,
His name was Rick.
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Life took me on a roller coaster after that,
With twists and turns especially when it came to the matters of the heart,
On this birthday, I closed many chapters from the past,
As on a fresh chapter of life, I embarked,
A firefly flitted about at night, in my room,
Didn’t know where it came from,
But there he was in all his magnificence all over again,
The time is finally right, he said,
He took me in his arms and I drank in his warmth,
He was with me again, this man called Rick.
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He has always been there for me,
From the darkest throes of life,
To the happiness that comes alive.
Even while he traversed the Universe,
He stayed loyal and true to me.
I do call him my one true love,
Maybe a figment of my imagination,
Maybe the silliest of my fantasies,
He is a magic that always stays with me,
His name is Rick.
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All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar (VRa).
The Soul’s Urge©|2020
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Note: I have a surprise related to my book coming tomorrow. Yes it’s finally in the market. Stay tuned! Love you all! ❤️
