Diya… uski dhadkan tez hone lagi jaise hi woh uss sunsaan cinema hall ki taraf badhi, jo shahar ke ek kone mein tha. Do lambe hafte beet chuke the jabse usne apne chhupe hue aashiq, Raj, ko dekha tha—woh rahasya bhara math professor jisne uske andar ek aag jaga di thi. Unki chhup-chhup ke mulakatein ab lagbhag asahniy ho chuki thi. Use pata tha ki aaj ki raat alag hogi—zyada bejhijhak, zyada junoon bhari, aur woh uske sparsh ko dubara mehsoos karne ke liye aur intezar nahi kar sakti thi.

Cinema hall madham roshni mein dooba hua tha, sirf kuch log idhar-udhar baithe the, jo is gupt mulaqat ke liye perfect mahaul banata tha. Diya ki aankhein panktiyon ke beech use talash rahi thi, jab tak usne Raj ko ek kone wali seat par nahi dekh liya uska dil dhadakta rha .Uska lamba, mazboot sharir lagbhag andhere mein chhupa hua tha. Aaj usne ek casual shirt aur jeans pehni thi, bilkul alag uss formal attire se jisme Diya use uske private tuitions ke dauraan dekhti thi