This side Nitesh Sinwal

I want to tell you a little more about myself, because many people kept wondering where I was, what I did, and why I was not visible anywhere. Let me make it very clear:

I was not on any social media. I didn’t use a phone for my personal life, and even though I owned more than one SIM, I didn’t use them. I had no online presence — no Facebook, no Instagram, no WhatsApp, no Telegram. The only way you could connect with me was through this website. The numbers you see here were not mine; they were managed by my PA. If you tried calling and expected to reach me directly, you would not.

If you are one of those who asked, “Why did Nitesh disappear from my life?” the answer is simple: it meant you had lost my trust. Once my trust was broken, it didn’t matter how important you were — I stepped away and did not come back to talk as before. That was how I protected myself.

If you were close to me, you already knew that you only saw maybe 10% of my life. The rest I kept strictly private. Nobody had access to my life, my story, or my personal truth. In the last year, if I ever called you and spoke for ten minutes, it meant you were someone I considered close. The number of people I did that with in a year was very small. That should help you understand how personal, private, and limited my life was.

If you are my school classmate, I respect you — but I also say this directly: many of you lost my trust. That is why I created distance after 12th class. During those days, many incidents happened that broke me. Many stories were created that were never true. I can’t write all of it here — it is too much. Maybe one day, in a book, I will write about both the good things and the painful truths. But after that phase, I decided not to speak directly anymore. Still, I want to say special thanks to those who taught me the biggest life lessons: never share your dreams, never share your life openly, and most importantly — never share your innocence.

If you are my college classmate, I will not list names here, but listen carefully: sometimes I saw snakes in front of my eyes and ignored them — and later those snakes did what snakes do. Hope you understood. If I ever denied knowing you, it meant you were that snake. But also know this: I still remember everyone’s face and name. Even when I kept my distance, the memory was there.

If you are my coaching classmate and you are reading this, then congratulations — you finally found me here. I respect you. There are three people I want to mention by name: Mona, Chintu, and Trishna Jiji. You are great personalities. Without judgment, you listened to my story. The positivity you gave me, the care you showed, and the respect you offered — I cannot forget that. There are many stories I wanted to tell you, but some things will always remain private.

If you are my office colleague, hear me plainly: do your own work. Your teacher did not teach you to rely on others; do what you must do yourself. It is not because I was younger that everything should be given to Nitesh. The good thing is many people are open-minded — they do what they want to do. How lucky I am to see that.

To everyone who wants to know — which subject I studied, which college I attended, which branch I chose, or even where I lived — I did not share those details. That part of my life was mine alone.

If you are thinking, “Will Nitesh send me his marriage card?” I can only smile. That day did not come.

One more thing: if you wondered whether Nitesh had a job — that information remained private. The day anyone would have known about my job would have been the day I resigned. If on that day someone felt, “I want to meet Nitesh,” for many of you that day never came.

So here it is — this long message. Not on social media, not on the phone, not anywhere else. Only here, on this website. If you are reading this, then you already know more than most people did about me. But remember: this is only 1%. The rest stayed behind closed doors.

Thank you for respecting my boundaries.

— This side,

Nitesh Sinwal