I recently bought a book on Flipkart, a buy which I now realize was a complete waste of 110 bucks, straight out of my pocket! The book titled, “Never let me go”, written by Sachin Garg, looked promising from the cover as showcased on Flipkart and the review was completely misleading. It did not tell me that this was another run-of-the-mill story with the same old plot of a guy and a girl falling in and out of love and building on and manipulating their confusion and the chaos. It does not matter now that I read the complete book(I bet no one but one who has bought it with expectations will have the pluck to read it!), and that I found it to be a complete waste of my time, because I can now warn others to be wary of spending time on something so astonishingly ordinary!

Now, you must have guessed that it is yet another love story from the Indian writer’s factory! Excuse me if that was bordering rude, but I can’t help but notice that extremely ordinary and cliche love stories(sadly, by Indian writers) abound in book stores in India and yes! they do have an audience! Now you know why online shopping websites put up a good review even for the most undeserving books!

The basic plot is that of a young couple, in an engineering college in Delhi, who “love to spend time together and laugh on undeserving jokes “; I hope you are getting the drift. Yes, so the story revolves around Samar and Kanika who are “oh-so-much-in-love” and who keep up the mushy conversations without much effort! Samar is the kind of guy who trusts his girl, but still would take things on face value, and that is exactly where the story starts building! He trusts what he sees one fine day, which causes his world to collapse in front of his eyes. Without a second thought, he boards the train to Goa, with his friend Zeeshan, to get rid of the anger and feeling of dejection fuming inside him. Goa presents him with a host of new experiences and he gets transformed into a guy who takes each day as it comes and starts loving the unpredictability of his life. He meets people who change him into a confident and street-smart guy whose latent talents are invoked by the new tasks and weather he faces there.  God only knows how his engineering college does not mind him taking one month of uninformed leave! So, when he is almost cured of his depression, he is pushed back to square one, he is forced to unlearn all the street-smartness and return to being the old Samar, which leaves the reader clueless and scared about what twist awaits next. But, fortunately, the story wraps up thereafter and comes to a rather melodramatic end(Bollywood! Are you listening?) end, where Samar realizes what he has lost was because of his silly misunderstanding and that he now has to live with the pain of his great loss.

What the author is presenting is his own story when he was 21 years old and as-far-as-I-get-it, he wants to put forth the message, that one must not believe in things until a full explanation is received and that misunderstandings can lead to everlasting pain and grief. Okay, but what I fail to understand is, why do you have to let some random characters loose on a recycled plot? Why the same-old “masala” read? Why not attempt to write something with minimum conversations and more on the verge of being accepted as true literature?! Never again will I read any book that warns you of being an Indian love story and fools you with a beautiful cover page! It is after the read that you understand why the book pleads so earnestly through its title!