She Left. And With Her, All My Hope Vanished. A Thousand Times I Have Been To Her Home Town And Wandered The Streets Like A Fakir Only To Retrace My Steps Back To The Bus Stand. But She Never Came&Hellip;Some Hope Lingered. But With Time, That Too Was Extinguished. But I Have Not Forgotten That Moment Of Anguish When I Realized That I Had Lost Rama. That Memory Still Disturbs Me. It Is The Same As I Narrate All This. But Then I Changed Tracks. I Am The Same Man That I Was. But &Lsquo;It Is All Life&Hellip;&Rsquo;
I must say that this is the best of all my books. It is written in such a beautiful way that once you start reading this book you don't want leave without finishing. I mean how beautifully he has expressed his feelings in this book that I can fully imagine my own story and how can I stop my tears after that.