Surbhi was returning from her SSC tutoring. She then stopped to have some tea in winter months of Delhi after spotting a small chai tapri close to the metro station. You know, the place where the air practically smells of cutting-edge treatment and relaxation.

Rajeev worked as an electrician in a small town. Life wasn’t easy, but he never complained. Every month, after paying rent, school fees, and daily expenses, he’d save a little for his daughter’s wedding. The marriage date was fixed, the invitations were printed, and the small, rented hall was booked.