We Weren't Lovers Like thatAt the start of the new millennium, Aftab's life came undone. He turned forty and his wife of fourteen years left him for another man, taking their only child with her. Now he is on a train to Dehradun, the town of his childhood, doing the one thing he feels he is still good at: running away. As he looks back on his imperfect past, crowded with personal and professional compromises, only a slim hope saves him from despair: Perhaps this flight will give him a second chance to reclaim a long-lost love that could have been his, had he the courage of his convictions. And then he can start afresh. With uncommon sensitivity and a rare understanding of human emotions, Navtej Sarna has produced a poignant account of a life of missed opportunities and approximate loves. |
Contents
Section 1 | 3 |
Section 2 | 5 |
Section 3 | 13 |
Section 4 | 15 |
Section 5 | 22 |
Section 6 | 37 |
Section 7 | 55 |
Section 8 | 69 |
Section 12 | 118 |
Section 13 | 123 |
Section 14 | 128 |
Section 15 | 129 |
Section 16 | 145 |
Section 17 | 148 |
Section 18 | 153 |
Section 19 | 177 |
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