Chance brought them together but will fate keep them apart?
DUHA RAHMAN can't catch a break. Her parents won't let her get a job, her mother conspires to marry her off, and a crow poops on her just-shampooed hair. So when she spots the most handsome man at her friend's engagement, Duha can't help but sigh at the sight of him. After all, what's the harm in sneaking looks? As long as her Ammi, Nasra, doesn't get to know, all is well. Except he catches her watching him from a window.
Duha goes to bed with thoughts of the man swirling in her head, knowing full well she'll never see him again. When she wakes up, her life is changed forever.
Her Abbu, Hisham, is dead.
FUAD ALl can't get the girl from the window out of his head. But he’s on a mission. He has to do right by the woman he calls his Ammi, Qamar. She has been married to a man with another family, and now, it’s up to Fuad to visit the first family and convince them that they exist. As he nervously knocks on their door, Fuad is left confused. On the other side, stands the girl he can’t stop thinking about.
As their paths collide and Hisham's secrets unspool, Duha and Fuad are caught in an unforgiving current that pushes them together and pulls them apart.
Can Nasra forgive Hisham's betrayal? Can Qamar give her son a complete family? Can this ever end happily?
From the bestselling author Andaleeb Wajid, comes a tale of love, loss, and family secrets.
Andaleeb Wajid is the author of more than 35 novels. She writes romance, young adult, horror and speculative fiction. For more details, check her website.
Engaging and lots of angst. I basically sped through the 400+ pages. Also had a good dash of desi drama and twists i appreciated. I just wish the last 20 pages were the second half of the book where I got to see the progress in relationships rather than just be told they progressed.
This was unlike anything I’ve read! I went in thinking it would be a cute little romance, but I was surprised to find so much grief and pain woven through it—more than I anticipated, and after finishing it, I think it was the perfect blend ever to bring out the essence of love. This book left me with a lot of questions: Hisham was the best father anyone could ever wish for, but was he a good husband? A loyal partner? Or was he simply too kind, trying to care for everyone he loved even if it meant keeping silent about his own pain? Fuad’s character was so well written…it felt like I was tumbling through his thoughts myself. This wasn’t a rose tinted romance, it felt real and complicated, which made me like it even more, and I was so invested through all the twists and shocks that I ended up reading it in a day!
I turn to Andaleeb Wajid’s writing because it comes as close as possible to representing my own identity, and because I find comfort in stories rooted in familiar places.
Until We Meet Again is a moving romance that peeks into a family learning to love and rebuild itself through grief, and through the many entanglements that death inevitably unravels. We often carry secrets without realising the effort it takes to keep them intact — an effort that death, in its quiet finality, releases, allowing long-suppressed truths to surface.
I especially loved how each family member held a different version of Hisham, and how these varied portraits of him eventually converged so that life, and love, could move forward.
The representation of Indian Muslim culture felt beautifully authentic — the family dynamics, the unspoken anxieties, and the tender warmth of shared spaces all felt deeply relatable. There’s something very reassuring about seeing these lives and emotions reflected on the page — imperfect, hopeful, and real.
We have often heard, right person, wrong time and this book felt like it to say the least. Seldom I come across books that explore love in longing, love that is not dramatised, love that clings even through a string of hope. This is one of those where two hearts deeply care but drift apart.
On the face of it, you might think of this as a slow-burning romance, but when you dive deeper, you gain insight into how the fragility of time and emotion can change the course of relationships. The book isn’t just a tale of two people; it’s about personal growth, emotional vulnerability, and learning who you are outside of a relationship. It navigates the life of Duha and Fuad, and the book runs with the undercurrents of how love alone can not suffice for living life in the broader scheme of things. I also love how the author has developed the character arcs of all the women in the book. They make mistakes, doubt themselves, and weigh themselves through the lens of society, but then they evolve. They realise their worth. And what stands out for the female lead is that she is not just “a girl in love”. She is more. Her identity isn’t swallowed by romance. She has ambition, doubts, fears, dreams, and the courage to choose herself, even when that choice hurts. Written in a backdrop of just the end of 90s where Muslim women did not have much autonomy, the writer weaves stories that carve themselves to have their worth, to make a place, and not just be know by their husbands and their marriage. Love the way author has represented that.
There’s longing, there’s silence, there’s the ache of “almost.” And for parts where the leads are together, one will smile, one will feel the chemistry. You would want them to be together no matter how bad things are. And through it all, the writing remains simple yet intimate, allowing the emotions to breathe without overwhelming the reader.
It will definitely keep you hooked, and just so that you are more intrigued to read this, the book has got a happy ending. That’s more than a sign for you to go and read this beautiful yet aching at times, gentle yet emotional book right now.💕🌻