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When Hate & Love Collide- Part 1
Arsalan
Do this, not that!
Smoking underage (pre-14)
Drinking underage (pre=15)
Sex underage (pre-16)
Every rule my Dad laid down was like a red flag, daring me to cross it, and I was more than willing to take that dare. So, I did the opposite of what my Dad expected of me. The more he tried to control, the more I rebelled. He wanted me to fit in the crowd, but I was angsty and hormonal.
Alas!! Little did I know…
Your fate is like a blank page, and your family provides the ink.
In my case, that ink was already drying long before I was born, as the story of my life was inscribed with the burden of an ancient promise. My pages were heavy with expectations and rituals I never agreed to, weighed down by decisions that weren’t mine to make.
But here’s the thing about books written against one’s will: they can always be torn apart. No one ever asked what I wanted. No one cared how I felt. But I’ll write my own story, even if I have to start from a blank page. And that’s the only fair way!!
Minha
“Pretend? I don’t need to. I give a damn. My willingness to get hitched to that orphaned sparrow my family picked from some dunghill cannot even be measured on the Kelvin scale… it’s below absolute zero.”
The memory of Arsalan’s cruel words cut into me like shards of glass. It was true—I was no match for Arsalan, not in looks, not in academics, not in family background. But did that give him the right to speak of me with such cruelty? To treat me as though I was nothing more than an inconvenience, an unwanted obligation.
Tears stung my eyes, but this time, they weren’t tears of sorrow—they were tears of anger, of indignation. How could I marry a man who saw me as a burden, a duty, a mistake?
‘A decision had to be made—and soon. The only question was, which side of my heart would I listen to? The one crying out for my own dignity, or the one bound by love and loyalty?’
Do this, not that!
Smoking underage (pre-14)
Drinking underage (pre=15)
Sex underage (pre-16)
Every rule my Dad laid down was like a red flag, daring me to cross it, and I was more than willing to take that dare. So, I did the opposite of what my Dad expected of me. The more he tried to control, the more I rebelled. He wanted me to fit in the crowd, but I was angsty and hormonal.
Alas!! Little did I know…
Your fate is like a blank page, and your family provides the ink.
In my case, that ink was already drying long before I was born, as the story of my life was inscribed with the burden of an ancient promise. My pages were heavy with expectations and rituals I never agreed to, weighed down by decisions that weren’t mine to make.
But here’s the thing about books written against one’s will: they can always be torn apart. No one ever asked what I wanted. No one cared how I felt. But I’ll write my own story, even if I have to start from a blank page. And that’s the only fair way!!
Minha
“Pretend? I don’t need to. I give a damn. My willingness to get hitched to that orphaned sparrow my family picked from some dunghill cannot even be measured on the Kelvin scale… it’s below absolute zero.”
The memory of Arsalan’s cruel words cut into me like shards of glass. It was true—I was no match for Arsalan, not in looks, not in academics, not in family background. But did that give him the right to speak of me with such cruelty? To treat me as though I was nothing more than an inconvenience, an unwanted obligation.
Tears stung my eyes, but this time, they weren’t tears of sorrow—they were tears of anger, of indignation. How could I marry a man who saw me as a burden, a duty, a mistake?
‘A decision had to be made—and soon. The only question was, which side of my heart would I listen to? The one crying out for my own dignity, or the one bound by love and loyalty?’
552 pages, ebook
Published December 1, 2024
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December 14, 2024
Sameer Gudhate presents the Book Review of When Hate & Love Collide - Part 1 (You & Me Series) by T Shree
Have you ever picked up a book, thinking you’d read a chapter or two before bed, only to find yourself wide awake at 3 a.m., heart pounding, unable to stop? That was me with When Hate & Love Collide - Part 1. T Shree, known for her beautiful storytelling, takes readers on an emotional whirlwind through royal palaces, tangled relationships, and the unyielding push-and-pull of love and revenge.
The story revolves around a royal family caught in a web of power, tradition, and secrets. Daniyal, the family patriarch, is weighed down by past mistakes, while his son, Arsalan, is determined to break free from his shadow. When Arsalan meets Minha—a compassionate yet fiery woman—it’s like watching a spark land on dry leaves. Their connection is raw, complicated, and utterly unputdownable. Each page feels like peeling back a layer of this intricate world, and just when you think you’ve figured it all out, the book ends on a cliffhanger that leaves you gasping, “What happens next?”
T Shree’s writing feels like a warm cup of tea on a rainy day—comforting yet stirring. She blends English with the poetic beauty of Arabic/Urdu shayari, creating a rhythm that feels almost musical. Her descriptions of palaces and bustling streets are so vivid, I could practically hear the whispers of the corridors and feel the heat of the Turkish sun.
It’s the characters that truly shine here. Daniyal reminded me of my own father—a mix of strength and vulnerability, carrying the weight of expectations. Arsalan’s rebellious streak felt so relatable, especially if you’ve ever tried to carve out your own identity in a world full of rules. And Minha? She’s the kind of character you root for, cry for, and sometimes even want to shake for making questionable choices. Their struggles felt real, like conversations I’ve had with friends about love, duty, and finding yourself.
The story is like a perfectly choreographed dance—each chapter flows into the next with just the right balance of drama and reflection. The pacing kept me hooked, and the twists? Let’s just say I gasped more than once. By the time I reached the end, I was torn between frustration (I need the sequel NOW!) and admiration for how brilliantly T Shree crafted this tale.
What struck me most were the themes of generational trauma and the weight of revenge. Haven’t we all seen how unresolved pain can ripple through families? But then there’s also love—messy, complicated, and ultimately healing. It made me reflect on my own relationships and the ways we carry (and sometimes let go of) the past.
This book is a rollercoaster for the heart. I cried for Daniyal’s pain, smiled at Minha’s quiet strength, and held my breath during Arsalan’s moments of reckoning. Few stories make you feel this deeply.
The cultural richness, the poetic touches, and the layered relationships are pure magic. It’s a story that stays with you long after you’ve turned the last page.
If I had one tiny gripe, it’s that the number of characters sometimes made me flip back a few pages to keep track. But honestly, it’s a small price to pay for such a rich story.
This book reminded me why I love stories so much—they’re not just entertainment; they’re a mirror to our lives. Arsalan and Minha’s journey felt like a conversation I didn’t want to end.
If you’re looking for a book that will make you laugh, cry, and think deeply, When Hate & Love Collide - Part 1 is it. I can’t wait for the sequel to dive back into this world. And trust me, you’ll want to come along for the ride.
#LoveAndConflict #ShayariMagic #EmotionalReads #MustReadSaga
Have you ever picked up a book, thinking you’d read a chapter or two before bed, only to find yourself wide awake at 3 a.m., heart pounding, unable to stop? That was me with When Hate & Love Collide - Part 1. T Shree, known for her beautiful storytelling, takes readers on an emotional whirlwind through royal palaces, tangled relationships, and the unyielding push-and-pull of love and revenge.
The story revolves around a royal family caught in a web of power, tradition, and secrets. Daniyal, the family patriarch, is weighed down by past mistakes, while his son, Arsalan, is determined to break free from his shadow. When Arsalan meets Minha—a compassionate yet fiery woman—it’s like watching a spark land on dry leaves. Their connection is raw, complicated, and utterly unputdownable. Each page feels like peeling back a layer of this intricate world, and just when you think you’ve figured it all out, the book ends on a cliffhanger that leaves you gasping, “What happens next?”
T Shree’s writing feels like a warm cup of tea on a rainy day—comforting yet stirring. She blends English with the poetic beauty of Arabic/Urdu shayari, creating a rhythm that feels almost musical. Her descriptions of palaces and bustling streets are so vivid, I could practically hear the whispers of the corridors and feel the heat of the Turkish sun.
It’s the characters that truly shine here. Daniyal reminded me of my own father—a mix of strength and vulnerability, carrying the weight of expectations. Arsalan’s rebellious streak felt so relatable, especially if you’ve ever tried to carve out your own identity in a world full of rules. And Minha? She’s the kind of character you root for, cry for, and sometimes even want to shake for making questionable choices. Their struggles felt real, like conversations I’ve had with friends about love, duty, and finding yourself.
The story is like a perfectly choreographed dance—each chapter flows into the next with just the right balance of drama and reflection. The pacing kept me hooked, and the twists? Let’s just say I gasped more than once. By the time I reached the end, I was torn between frustration (I need the sequel NOW!) and admiration for how brilliantly T Shree crafted this tale.
What struck me most were the themes of generational trauma and the weight of revenge. Haven’t we all seen how unresolved pain can ripple through families? But then there’s also love—messy, complicated, and ultimately healing. It made me reflect on my own relationships and the ways we carry (and sometimes let go of) the past.
This book is a rollercoaster for the heart. I cried for Daniyal’s pain, smiled at Minha’s quiet strength, and held my breath during Arsalan’s moments of reckoning. Few stories make you feel this deeply.
The cultural richness, the poetic touches, and the layered relationships are pure magic. It’s a story that stays with you long after you’ve turned the last page.
If I had one tiny gripe, it’s that the number of characters sometimes made me flip back a few pages to keep track. But honestly, it’s a small price to pay for such a rich story.
This book reminded me why I love stories so much—they’re not just entertainment; they’re a mirror to our lives. Arsalan and Minha’s journey felt like a conversation I didn’t want to end.
If you’re looking for a book that will make you laugh, cry, and think deeply, When Hate & Love Collide - Part 1 is it. I can’t wait for the sequel to dive back into this world. And trust me, you’ll want to come along for the ride.
#LoveAndConflict #ShayariMagic #EmotionalReads #MustReadSaga
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