Author's pov
A girl is playing with her hair.. She is waiting for someone to come.
In twilight she is sitting outside. Her beauty has reached its peak with the sunlight..
"kyun tum mujhse pyar nahi karte jaise main karti hoon Vyom? Kyun?(Why can't you love me the way I love you Vyom? Why?) " the girl sighed and talk with Vyom's photo
Suddenly someone came to meet her.
" akhir kar a hi gaye tum. Main tumhara hi intezar kar rahi thi
(finally you're here Mr. Kapoor. I was waiting for you,) "the girl said in a polite manner
"mam ap thik to hai na? Apne mujhe kyun bulaya? (mam what happened to you are you OK? Why you asked me to come? " Mr. Kapoor asked
" kyun kya main apne friend ke boyfriend ko nahi bula sakti, (Why can't I call my friend's boyfriend ?) " the girl said
"boyfriend? A
