Nawazuddin Siddiqui‘s memoir – An Ordinary Life has some interesting revelations about his personal life. The actor, who is know to be extremely private about his relationships, has poured his heart out here. An important part of the book is his affair with his Miss Lovely co-star Niharika Singh, who he went on to be with for a more than a year. Here’s the bit where he recalls meeting her for the first time, courtesy Mid-Day

One day, while we were shooting a dance scene, something happened to my co-star Niharika Singh. She was suddenly cold, went out of her way to maintain a distance from me and began to keep mum. I was puzzled, she used to be friendly, social and talk quite a bit. I thought it was best to ask her what had happened and so I did, not once, not twice, but several times, for several days. I invited her over for a home-cooked meal, a mutton dish which was my specialty. She politely agreed and came over. Not only did she eat everything that was on her plate, but she praised it as well.

Niharika then invited him over to her place and that’s how they first got together –

I was speechless with amazement. A hundred, or so it seemed, little candles flickered beautifully. She wore soft faux fur, looking devastatingly gorgeous, her beauty illuminated even more in the candlelight. And I, being the lusty village bumpkin that I am, scooped her up in my arms and headed straight for the bedroom. We made passionate love. And just like that, out of the blue, I began a relationship with Niharika Singh, a relationship which I did not know then would last for almost one and a half years…”

It turned ugly after Niharika discovered that Nawaz was still receiving emails from his former girlfriend Suzzane. After some back and forth, the actress made sure that his ex never contacted him again. But Nawaz also realized what a selfish lover he had been all this while –

Niharika was an intelligent girl. Being an actor herself meant that she knew and understood my struggle for work. She would call me in frequent spurts throughout the day demanding to know of my whereabouts. The regularity of the questions felt like being nagged non-stop. There was another piece to this puzzle. Like all girls, Niharika obviously expected some of the sweet conversations that lovers have, to take place between us. But I was quite a selfish bastard. I had a plain aim: go to her house, make out and leave. I could not talk lovey-dovey too much. It finally struck her that I was a rascal who cared only for himself. (Actually, all the girls I have ever been with have had this same complaint about me. I would only come to them for my own needs. Otherwise, I might not even take their calls.)

Two months after his relationship with Niharika ended, Nawaz met the woman who he would eventually marry.