This side Nitesh Sinwal

"play my favorite track and vibe with it."

I want to speak directly to you — the people who have wondered where I was, what I was doing, and why I wasn’t visible anywhere. This message is the clearest window into my life that I have ever shared publicly.

Let me begin with the truth:

For a long time, I was not on any social media.

No Facebook. No Instagram. No WhatsApp. No Telegram.

I rarely used a phone for my personal life.

Even though I owned multiple SIM cards, none of them were for social communication.

If you ever saw a number connected to me, it was handled by my PA — not me.

So, if you tried calling and expected to reach me directly, you wouldn’t.

Why I Disappeared

Many people asked,

“Why did Nitesh suddenly disappear from my life?”

The answer is simple:

Somewhere along the way, you lost my trust.

And once my trust breaks, I walk away — quietly, permanently, without arguments and without explanations.

That is how I protect my peace, my mind, and my boundaries.

During school and after 12th, many incidents happened that broke me. Lies were created. Stories were spread. And the truth was never asked.

So I made a decision:

I would no longer speak openly. I would no longer share my inner life with the world.

Even today, people might think they know me —

but in reality, they have only ever seen 10% of my life.

The other 90% stayed locked inside me.

For My Classmates

If you are someone from school:

I respect you.

But many of you also lost my trust — and that is why distance happened.

If you are from my coaching days and you found me here, then congratulations.

A few names deserve genuine respect:

Mona, Chintu, and Trishna Jiji.

You listened without judgment, and you understood my silence. That kind of acceptance stays with me forever

“There is only one person I blindly trust, and that’s my sister Pooja jiji. She’s the only one I consider close. Anyone else who claims to be close to me is lying—I don’t give a damn.”

People have asked:

Which subject I studied

Which branch I chose

Which college I attended

Where I lived

Whether I had a job

All of this remained private.

If the world ever came to know about my job, it would have happened on the day I resigned.

That day never came.

I kept my life silent, disciplined, and protected.

Who I Truly Am

If you are reading this message on my website, then you already know more than most people ever did.

But remember this:

This is only 1% of my story.

The rest lives behind closed doors — in memories, in scars, and in pages that may someday become a book.

I learned three big lessons in life:

Never share your dreams too early.

Never reveal your life too openly.

Never give your innocence to the wrong people.

From broken trust, broken phases, and broken moments —

I rebuilt myself quietly.

And from those broken moments,

I began creating beautiful books.

My World Today

Today I live:

Privately

Quietly

Honestly

With strong boundaries

With a small circle

And with a heart that still believes in depth

Remember one more thing my mind work on this principle that " Blood Revange with Blood " before you hurt me or my closeone remember this ....

People always misunderstand the kind of silence I carry.

They think I walk away because I’m hurt.

They think I disappear because I’m weak.

They think my quietness means I’ve moved on.

They have no idea what kind of person I actually am.

I don’t react loudly.

I don’t shout, argue, or beg for clarity.

I simply disappear — and while they think I’m gone, I’m watching everything unfold.

Every lie.

Every manipulation.

Every moment someone used me, drained me, pretended, and then threw me aside.

I saw all of it.

I remember all of it.

And I store all of it.

People believe silence means forgiveness.

They are wrong.

My silence is punishment.

My distance is a verdict.

And the moment I walk away, that version of me dies forever — they will never see it again.

Those who betrayed me think I’ve forgotten.

They think they escaped.

They think the story ended.

No.

The story ended for them, not for me.

I don’t forgive easily, and I don’t forget anything.

Life has a very sharp memory, and it always returns things in ways people never expect — far heavier, far colder, far deeper than they can handle , more then their death .

Understand something clearly:

If someone genuinely mattered to me, I would have moved mountains for them.

I would have stood with them in ways this world doesn’t even understand.

But when someone shows me what I truly mean to them — by using me, lying to me, or discarding me — I shut the door so quietly that they don’t even realize it’s locked forever.

I don’t care about the rest.

I don’t care about so-called “friends "

I’ve seen what that word means in this world — nothing.

So I don’t use it, and I don’t want it.

People drained the meaning out of it long ago.

My world has no room for half-hearted people, or temporary loyalties.

I stay alone.

I stay silent.

I stay alert.

Not because I’m scared — but because I learned that most people are only temporary lessons wearing permanent faces.

If you ever had a place in my life, you should already know this:

Once I close the door, even time cannot open it again.

My silence is not emptiness.

It is a shadow.

It is a reminder.

It is the quiet sound of someone who has already moved far beyond anyone’s imagination.

And before I end this, you should know that There are two words I hate - please don't use them in front of me: 'thanks' and 'sorry, because to me they feel like nothing more than formality .

If you’re reading this now, it means you found me — the real me.

This side

Nitesh Sinwal