Some stories don’t begin at a desk. They begin when you leave everything familiar behind.
After I published The Building Across My Window, I didn’t immediately plan for any other novel. I thought I would sit with that book for a while and promote it more, let it breathe, let it finish saying what it needed to say to my audience. But somewhere between unfinished thoughts and quiet nights, I felt the need to go away. Not to escape, but to listen, and that's when my next book motivation came in.
So I went to the hills with one of my friends. I won’t name the place yet. Some locations deserve to stay unnamed until the story is ready to speak.
What I can say is this: mornings arrived slowly in the mountains, silence felt heavier, and time behaved differently there, trust me. It wasn’t empty. It was observant. And somewhere in that stillness, "Yash Gadade’s next book" quietly began to take its shape.
Why did I feel the need to leave the city after The Building Across My Window?
The city teaches you how to observe people but not always how to feel them in the moment.
While writing The Building Across My Window, I spent a lot of time looking outward and watching lives unfold from a certain distance as a spectator. That book was rooted in observation and urban solitude, which is rare in fast-moving cities. This time, I wanted to experience something slower and more inward and hence this is the novel I came up with.
- The hills don’t demand productivity.
- They don’t rush emotions.
- They allow you to arrive unfinished.
That shift in space changed the way I started thinking about love, presence, and silence, everything together in one.
What happened there that inspired Yash Gadade’s next book?
Nothing dramatic. And that’s exactly why it stayed with me. As I said, "I started thinking about love, presence, and silence."
It was a collection of small moments:
- A conversation that ended before it could become something
- A stranger who felt strangely familiar
- An evening where silence felt fuller than words
There was one quiet incident—almost forgettable on the surface, that stayed with me long after I returned. It made me realise that love doesn’t always arrive loudly. Sometimes, it arrives as comfort. As recognition. As something that feels like it has always existed.
That feeling slowly evolved into a story, a book located in between the hills, shaped by pauses rather than plot twists.
Why are the hills central to this love story?
Because this story could not survive the noise.
The hills create space for reflection. They allow emotions to unfold naturally. Love, in such a place, isn’t performative; instead, it’s internal. It’s about shared silences, restrained longing, and choosing presence over certainty, like an old-school love story.
This is not a fast-paced romance. It is a quiet love story, one that listens before it speaks to us.
Is this book connected to The Building Across My Window?
Emotionally, yes.
Narratively, no.
If The Building Across My Window was about observing life from afar, this novel is about stepping into it—carefully and honestly. It reflects growth, not repetition.
The emotional lens has shifted:
- From windows to open skies
- From city loneliness to mountain stillness
- From watching to choosing
Readers who connected with my earlier work will recognise the sensitivity, but they’ll also feel the evolution.
Why am I not revealing the title or location yet?
Because some stories need privacy before they become public. Yes, as a marketer, I'll come up with some marketing tactics, but for now, hints are enough.
The title, the place, and the characters carry emotional weight. Revealing them too early would feel like interrupting a conversation that’s still unfolding. For now, it’s enough to know that this is a love story rooted in stillness and emotional depth.
What I can share:
- It is Yash Gadade’s next book
- It is set in the hills
- It will be released by the end of February or early March
More will follow at the right time.
What kind of love story is this?
A quiet one.
It is about timing more than intensity.
Presence more than promises.
Healing more than perfection.
Readers who loved emotionally grounded novels like Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell often ask what are the best books to read when they want something intimate and reflective. This story lives in that emotional space where love grows slowly and stays with you.
Why this story matters right now
In a world constantly asking us to rush, perform, and explain ourselves, quiet stories matter. Stories that sit with you. Stories that don’t shout for attention.
For readers searching for the best fiction books to read, especially those drawn to introspective love stories, this novel is meant to be an experience, not just a plot.
