Shaadi ka jashn abhi-abhi khatm hua tha, aur haveli ek ajeeb si shaanti mein doobi hui thi. Mona aur Parth, naye dulha-dulhan, apne kamre mein akele the. Mona, apne bhaari bridal lehenge mein, ek adbhut roop se khoobsurat lag rahi thi, par uski aankhon mein ghabrahat nahi, balki ek gehri, chupi hui aag thi. Parth, apne designer sherwani mein, ek behatreen shikaari ki tarah lag raha tha, jiski nigaahen sirf aur sirf apne shikaar par thi.

Kamre mein sirf un dono ki saanson ki awaaz thi, jo dheere-dheere tez ho rahi thi. Parth dheere-dheere Mona ki taraf badha, uske har kadam mein ek gopniya vaada tha. Mona wahin khadi rahi, uski dhadkanein tez ho rahi thi, uski poori body Parth ke aane wale sparsh ka intezaar kar rahi thi. Parth uske kareeb pahuncha, uske bade haathon ne Mona ke chehre ko pyaar se pakda, uske anghoothe Mona ki gaalon par sehla rahe the. Uska sparsh ek tez bijli ki tarah tha, jo Mona ke jism mein daud gayi.