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The Boy Who Loved Durjoy Datta Review

Review: The Boy Who Loved by Durjoy Datta

The Boy Who Loved by Durjoy Datta Review


Author: Durjoy Datta

Price: Rs. 159 /-

Pages: 280

Genre: Romance

Book Review: The Boy Who Loved by Durjoy Datta

The Boy Who Loved by Durjoy Datta is the first book from the two-part romance series about an introvert guy, Raghu and fascinating girl, Brahmi. This book makes people realize that no one 'plan to fall in love'.
The protagonist of the book, Raghu an introvert boy belonging to a normal middle-class family. No matter how hard Raghu pretend to be normal, his past guilt of seeing his dearest friend drown in a pool is never out of his mind.
Raghu has made his true self-hidden from the outside world until the arrival of Brahmi in his life. Brahmi is so much like him but yet very different and that attracts Raghu towards him against his will. In spite of trying hard, Raghu begins to care about here.
The plot of the novel, The Boy Who Loved by Durjoy Datta, takes a turn when Raghu is dragged into the depths of his fears. And his love for Brahmi is the only hope that can bring him back. Will the power of love do a miracle for Raghu? – that is what Durjoy Datta’s latest novel, The Boy Who Loved, is all about.
Written with an ascending writing style, Durjoy takes The Boy Who Loved from being warm and soft to dark, edgy and somewhat dangerous.
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