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About the Book

How many times can one heart break for the same soul?

After a nearfatal accident, a man wakes in a hospital with no memory of who he is or who he loved. Three faces haunt his dreams, a girl who defied the world for love, a woman who vanished behind a lie, and a healer who died saving him.

Were they real? Or were they fragments of one love his mind could not bear to remember?

The Man Who Loved Too Much is a deeply emotional story about love that survives time, memory, and even death. It follows one man’s journey through forbidden love and betrayal, through healing and heartbreak, toward a revelation that transforms everything he thought he knew.

This is not just a story about romance. It’s about how memories fade but feelings endure. It’s about losing someone over and over, only to realize they never truly left.

Simple, moving, and unforgettable, The Man Who Loved Too Much reminds us that some loves don’t fit into one lifetime, they return, again and again, until they are finally understood.

About the Author 

Dr. Sushamoy Chatterji writes with a rare blend of sensitivity and quiet depth. After spending decades studying the language of the earth, its layers, patterns, and silences, he turned inward, drawn to another kind of landscape: the human heart.

Through years of observing life, love, and loss, he discovered that emotions, like soils, carry hidden histories. The Man Who Loved Too Much emerges from this reflection, a story not merely about romance, but about remembrance, healing, and the invisible threads that bind souls across time.

His writing carries the calm wisdom of someone who has watched seasons change, both in nature and within himself. Every sentence feels like a pause between heartbeats, gentle, unhurried, deeply human.

Away from the world’s clamor, Dr. Chatterji now spends his days reading, writing, and listening, to rain, to silence, and to the quiet truths that only time can reveal. He believes stories do not end; they simply find new listeners. And love, once felt deeply, never truly fades, it merely learns to return in another form.