It was a rainy day. The strings of drops were falling carelessly on whatever coming in their way. Trees, terraces, concrete roads, rivers or fields, […]
Deb, a Chandni Chowk bomb blast survivor, finds a diary at the blast spot. From the condition of the diary which was burnt badly it appeared that the diary-holder wasn’t fortunate enough to survive the wrath of that fateful day.
Depressed and traumatized, Deb decides to read the last words of a dead man, who happens to be a love-ridden, amazing human being whose only desire was, “I wish I could see her tomorrow”.