Before I knew I was growing up

Janvi does not realize the moment her childhood begins to change.

It happens quietly - in a new village home beside a restless stream, in rainy afternoons filled with paper boats, in school corridors smelling of chalk and wet uniforms, in temple festivals glowing beneath strings of light, and in the small everyday moments that shape a person long before they understand themselves.

As Janvi navigates friendship, family, fear, joy, siblinghood, and the slow unfolding of growing up, the ordinary world around her becomes unforgettable - a world of monsoon mornings, secret library books, music lessons, village gossip, warm kitchens, and memories that settle deep into the heart before anyone notices they are becoming memories at all.

Tender, immersive, and deeply nostalgic, Before I Knew I Was Growing Up is a coming-of-age novel about the quiet transformation of childhood - the invisible ways we are shaped by places, people, and moments we think we will never forget.

For anyone who has ever looked back and realized growing up happened slowly, softly... and long before they were ready.