'Beacon Street, Laxmi appartment, fifth floor'.
He murmured while running, perfectly groomed, a bouquet in hand, enthusiastic eyes shining with happiness.

He rushed into her home and suddenly his happniess turned to shock and horror. She was lying in front of him, scars on the face, bloody nose, body covered in white blanket. The scene said it all.

He went near her and whispered 'I will fight for you, Happy Birthday Arushi'.
She smiled in heaven!

- Musafir