It was 12 March 1998, one year after Sameer and Naina’s wedding, and the day of the book launch. The morning was bright, the golden sun shining at its prime, the heat of summer had already settled in the weather this year, and Nanu had already started to water…

The cold mountain air swirled around the landscape; the mist covered the surroundings like a blanket; the nascent rays of the sun touched the leaves of green trees; the dew drops shining like ice. The choir of colors that usually adorned the hills in spring was now muted by…

The mellow golden sunlight filtered through the window drapes, some birds chirped, the cool air from the air-conditioner hit her bare arms and shoulders. Naina dragged in a deep breath, her eyes still closed, her brain slowly returning to consciousness. Was it time to wake up? She shifted her…