Live for others is the title given by Hitesh Santwani. This is the website cum blog for sharing the views of love, friendship , nature, heart, etc. Recently it started with the series of chapters of micro-tale.
Sunday, 15 August 2021
Friday, 11 June 2021
My First Debut Novel: Tiddler To Ripe
About the author: Hitesh Santwani is a teacher by profession. He lives in Surat, Gujarat. He graduated with a degree of B.Tech in Information Technology from DDIT, Nadiad, Gujarat. He used to write blogs in his free time. With his creativity for short stories, his friends and students give him to push for this first Novel, Tiddler to Ripe. His BlogSpot link is https://smilyhitesh.blogspot.com/.
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Thursday, 22 April 2021
Microtale- Chapter 3
To read Chapter-1, click here.
To read Chapter-2, click here.
Chapter-3
I started to introduce her to my friend circle. Just two
months before, everything just changed. I was very sure,
Every night ends to bring a bright day but the next morning
did not appear any nearby to me. The next morning, when she reached her life,
her college, she continued her usual behavior. She melted for me only for that
particular moment, but soon she figured out what her heart wants. Obviously, everybody
likes to hang out with college friends, movie night with girls , night outs etc.
I don’t have a problem with her new friends. What was making me furious was her
changing feelings. From the very first day I knew that someday this would
happen, this is reality and practicality. Its not that we are unaware of this
hard truth but yet each heart wants to fall for someone special, risk its own
stability just for seeing the other person happy and smiling."
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I interrupted,
"Hey Sagar, Is there any new guy in her new friends?"
Sagar, "Does it matter? Jealousy is a temporary feeling; it might give reactions, but not affections. Our love was real and pure. She loves me the same way, crazily and unconditionally. Currently, its not the person is wrong, it's the time. "
I asked the last question, " Why didn’t you shared your hurt feelings with her? May be communicating will helps you to sort out with her? "
Sagar replied, "Because today when I met her, everything seems the same except the bond that we had. Initially we use to understand each other’s silence but today even words cant help to comprehend other person’s perspective. I found a very different individual in her, surely she was not my girl. The everlasting smile on her face was lost in the midst and I could see her eyes in huge burden of her own emotions, like a dynamite ready to explode with a single spark. I know she is already confused about her feelings. It is not an assumption, I knew this already. The last time when we ended up into an useless fight, she did confessed herself. God knows whether it was her anger speaking or her emotions, but the truth is that she doesn’t feel the same way for me anymore. She loved me, but she is feeling guilty as her heart says that it wasn’t love. Her new friends made her happy and did diverted her towards what I always intended to. She seems to be more practical now as compare to the girl I met first. Only the problem is, time has changed me as well. I am happy and contend that she became practical, but simultaneously am sad that I have reached the stage where I’m sobbing and waiting desperately for her time. I had no clue what was haunting me deep inside more, her memories or the happy person I used to be. I didn’t share because she seems to be happy and less guilty because she ended properly though it was not my way of ending. Itni mushkil se to yeh understanding yeh practicality uske andar ayi hai, kaise khud ko weak bana deta uske samne? No, not at all. I will cry for a day or two and will become old Sagar, strict and workaholic type. Nobody fights for their love in the current generation, and here she needs to fight with herself. That’s impossible. Moving On is the correct option here. "
This way Sagar completed his story and
his tears were already dried up. We both stood up and was about to leave.
I hugged Sagar.
Sagar waved bye to me and said in a
confident voice, like a practical guy,
"Its not her fault and neither its
mine. But it’s time for us to go on our life paths, individually."
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Wednesday, 14 April 2021
Microtale- Chapter 2
To read Chapter-1, click here.
Chapter-2
He said, "My Name is Sagar, and her name is Nancy."
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Sagar said, "I met her a year ago, in this café only. The
current situation is the replica of that same day. The only difference is tears
were in her eyes and not mine. In her pain, I passed her the bottle of water and asked with my affection the
reason for her sadness."
Nancy replied in a passive voice, "Nobody loves me. I
don't have any friends in this new city, and my parents want me to study
outside my home town because they feel I am too weak and naive, and according
to them the only way I can become strong is by living away from them. But the
fact is, I feel lonely and empty. I am suffering from homesickness. I feel
depressed. And those hostel girls always judge me. Today they were talking
about me, but they didn't realize that I was behind them,listening to their
snide comments. I felt awful and angry, but I was helpless and unable to do
anything. They think I am selfish. Just a few days before we went on an outing.
They wanted to visit the fashion street but I wanted to visit the historical
monuments. Since I had no intention for shopping I booked a cab and headed to
my site of choice. Later in late evening when we gathered back for dinner, I
heard them whispering. Guess what, they tagged me as a selfish girl. Seriously?
How can they assume so! "
Sagar, "It's okay, na! Why are you reacting to
such a pity thing? Itni si baat k liye
koi rota hai kya? And yes, your parents are right. Be practical, Be
strong."
She replied with an angry and a disgusted look, "If you
want to give a lecture like my mother, go away and then take your water bottle with
you.I don’t want to talk to you too."
Sagar, "Okay Baba, I won't give you a lecture…Relax and
please have water"
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In this way, our friendship started, and most of the time, I
was her listener and her personal comforter. With time our bond strengthened,
but I was a very practical person. I always gave priority to my studies, my
work and was goal oriented since childhood. On the other side, Nancy was a very
emotional person, pampered and easy going kind of person. She never took her
life too seriously. Look at the beauty of nature, a way practical minded person
was in ambience of an emotional soul. She frequently started becoming irritated
saying that I was busy but the reality was exactly opposite. The reason for her
irritation was not my schedule but her living and difficulty in adapting to the new city life. I
told myself, "If I am a true friend, I need to help her through this
transition phase". But I was afraid of the attachment. I always use to
question myself, how can someone not fall for such an innocent and lovely
person. Soon, I realized that she was really important to me than my fear. Breaking
all my personal level barriers, I supported her, tried my best to be with her
whenever time permitted. Sometimes I used to fail, but I knew how to make her
happy. I was her teddy. I changed my priorities not because it was my friendly
duty to help her but because I undoubtedly enjoyed her company. My heart wanted
to be with her, all day, all night, in simple every moment. With each passing day
it was becoming difficult for me to control my emotions and evenly one day it
came out in front of her, and she loved it. Once she said, "Tum bi to meri Tarah emotional hi ho! I love you!" I
knew, sometimes, unintentionally, such words come out of the mouth for the
sweet moments, but she kept her words a little longer. Whenever I used to call
her, she had so much excitement that most of the time, either she used to dance
or fall down her bedsides to pick up my call as early as possible. She was mad
for me. Initially, I thought her feelings were temporary, so I stopped myself a
lot, but I couldn't resist myself when she proposed to me. It was a delightful
surprise, and I was damn serious when I accepted her proposal. Her actions, her
caring towards me, her love , everything made me fall for her every moment I
see her. She was the best companion I could ever ask for me.
I started to introduce her to my friend circle. Just two months before, everything just changed. I was very sure,
"Once
we ....
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Sunday, 11 April 2021
Live For Others
Microtale- Chapter 1
Chapter -1
Once, my friend who was migrating to the US, had a flight
to board from Mumbai the next day. So he traveled by train the night before. I
went to meet him at the railway station. I was waiting for him in the café around
5 am. His train arrived at 5:30 am. It’s truly said; when u meet your friends
time just flies. I was meeting him after a real long time so we had a lot to chat
over, after all, friends’ opinion matters a lot. We were so indulged in chatting
that we hardly noticed the crowd around and soon the bells signaled for the
departure. We shared final goodbyes and I and moved out of the station, with
slight tears in my eyes, rejoicing the meeting and smiling, and before I could
realize anything I was standing in front of my home. As soon as I reached home,
I realized that I forgot my cell phone somewhere. It was 7 am. I took my
brother's phone, booked a cab for the railway station immediately, and tried calling
on my number. Luckily, someone received it but no one was answering me. Instead,
two people were talking with each other. I had no option other than to listen
to their conversation and to figure out where possibly my phone could have been.
Girl, "Hey Fool, How are you?"
Boy, "I am absolutely fine. How are you?"
Girl, "You only say, how am I?"
Boy, "Different and Confident!"
Girl, "It's a good thing na! I am a practical person,
now!"
Boy, "And also Busy person."
Girl, "Initially, you were also busy, a lot. I learned
this from you only. You only taught me that being busy is a good thing."
Boy, "Ji."
Girl, "Listen, are we doing the right thing?"
Boy, "If you feel it's wrong, then we won't do it."
I felt they both are talking about sex. I was having weird
ideas about where my phone might be. I
reached the platform and ran to the café. I saw my phone under the wallet of
that girl, which her wallet might have picked up by mistake. I was about to go
towards my phone, but at the same time I also wanted to listen to their conversation,
so I stopped at some distance and kept my brother’s phone on my ears.
Girl, "Yes, I feel there is a lot of difference between
relationship and practical life. We love each other but I think we don’t have
any future together."
Boy, "Ji."
Girl, "Ok then, I am going. Bye, stay in touch."Boy, "Sure, Take care."
I reached the table as the girl stood up. They noticed the
phone on the table but before they could react, I rushed to the table and
showed my ownership by putting my hand over it. I said in a mild sincere tone,
its mine, I happen to forget it in hurry. Both seem to be practical people as
per their conversation and their dressing style. The girl went away, I was
about to turn but my curiosity was high and I couldn’t resist asking the boy standing
next to me,
"Hey, who was that girl, if you don't mind me
asking?"
He looked at me. I was in formals as I was supposed to leave
for office directly from the station. My outfit might have given him comfort
and the impression that I am a reliable person. It looked like he was waiting
for someone to ask that question.
Before I could say anything else he loosened his guards and got
filled up in tears hopelessly. Tears were rolling down his cheeks like a
waterfall. I was surprised, a minute ago, he seemed to be a very practical and robust
person, and now he was sobbing like a baby. To comfort him, I bought a bottle of
water for him and asked him to calm down.
He asked, "Do you want to hear my story? You are a
stranger to me, so even if you judge me, it won't affect me at all."
I replied, "Sure, Go ahead. You can count on me; my
friends use to say I am a good listener."
He said, "...
*Chapter -2 will be coming soon.
Sunday, 14 February 2021
Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani- Avi
Avi
"Saale Apne Dollar Se mujhe Kharid raha hai? Itni Sasti nahi hai Meri DOSTI. Mujhe tere paise nahi chahiye Bunny, Samjha? ... Yeh le daaru pi mere sath."

Saturday, 13 February 2021
Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani
Bunny
The one who wants to live his life in his own way rather being normal life style of human being. Many person of our current generation loves to live his life like him, but have you really noticed it was not actually easy for him! No matter what life we chose, we face difficulties, we need to pay something for chasing our dreams. Bunny was the one who was unable to see face of his dad who supported him throughout his life. But he wants speed, like he said-
"Mein life se Raftar Chahta hoon, Pagal pan mein Udna Chahta hoon, Dodna Chahta hoon, Girna bi Chahta hoon, Bas Rukna nai Chahta.. "

He was actually happy with his decision. He lived the life he want. We all are proud of him. We all are fond of him. In the end, he got his love also. I feel he is lucky who was able to fulfil his dreams and also got a girl who love him truly almost a decade. But I guess Luck is Proportional to Honesty.
He was Honest to his Own Heart. He was firm on his decision of chasing his dreams. We all love him. He was not a body builder but he was very very strong emotionally. To melt such a person is not easy, but a girl like Naina only able to bring tears in his eyes, she only make him feels to appeal a moment more, for being in a hug. Oh Bunny, we love you and we are happy that you left your "khudgarzi" and decided to celebrate your new year with her.
Naina
"Yahi ki Subah ho gayi!!"

Aditi
"Before meeting Taran, I was alright, but after meeting him, I realize I can be happy as well "

Friday, 1 January 2021
Happy New Year (Small Moments)
1st Jan, 2020 ,
A boy and a girl started to chat at 12 am and went to sleep around 4 am.
Same boy and girl, 1st Jan, 2021
Some Silent Words [Unsent Messages]
Tuesday, 15 September 2020
Small Efforts=Love
Once a couple plan to travel together! No, not in flight both were at different places so they decide to travel at the same time.
The Stranger at Midnight
It was a cold, quiet night in the small village of Himatpur. The moonlight bathed the dusty lanes, and most homes were dark, their residents...
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To read Chapter-1, click here. To read Chapter-2, click here. Chapter-3 I started to introduce her to my friend circle. Just two mon...
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