4 Reasons Why Unexpected Love wins (in Oops My Heart did a Somersault )

While writing Oops, My Heart Did a Somersault, I kept returning to how easily a stable life can be unsettled by one genuine connection. The characters don’t go looking for love. It finds them in the middle of routines they thought were enough.

1. It Challenges Control- At the start, Mishti (the protagonist) is very intentional about her life and has structured days, clear boundaries, and no emotional risks. Meeting Kabir disrupts that balance. She doesn’t lose control all at once; she notices it slipping in small ways. Thinking about him when she shouldn’t. Reacting before she plans to. Love doesn’t confront her—it quietly rearranges her priorities.

2. It Feels Unscripted- Mishti and Kabir's connection grows out of ordinary interactions. There’s no defining moment where either decides to pursue anything. Oh, maybe when Kabir kisses Mishti after dinner one night. By then, they already know they like each other. Conversations stretch longer than expected. Silences feel comfortable instead of awkward. Because nothing is labeled, the feelings feel more honest.

3. It Reveals Emotional Boundaries- Both characters carry their own reasons for caution. Mishti keeps emotional distance because it feels safer. Kabir recognizes the distance but doesn’t push against it. That restraint brings her boundaries into focus. Love doesn’t demand access; it exposes how carefully access is guarded.

4. It Leads to Growth- Growth in the novel is almost imperceptible. It shows up in timing, not transformation. A boundary eases, not because it disappears, but because holding it begins to feel unnecessary. A conversation happens sooner than planned, and that difference matters more than its content. Silence, once useful, starts to feel like avoidance. Choosing openness is brief and slightly awkward, but it changes the temperature between them. They don’t confess everything. They don’t resolve the past. Still, both characters step forward without naming it. The world remains the same, but their position within it has shifted, just enough to matter.

Unexpected love matters because it removes certainty. It doesn’t arrive with answers or guarantees, only the question of how much we’re willing to risk staying open. In Oops, My Heart Did a Somersault, the shift isn’t loud or immediate. It happens in small choices, moments of hesitation, and the gradual softening of boundaries.

What changes the characters isn’t love itself, but their response to it. Choosing openness over control doesn’t solve everything, but it allows movement—and movement creates growth.

Sometimes love doesn’t knock. It simply shows up and waits to see what we’ll do next.

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