■■ "Isn't it ironic how we kill flowers because we think that they're beautiful?" He asked, while I took hold of a yellow rose in my hand. I chuckled at him before answering, "Isn't it ironic that my name is Ayushi?" He rolled his eyes before an annoyed look found a way to his face. "Perhaps the reason people are drawn to flowers is not only because of their outer beauty, but because they remind you beautiful things will bloom after the longest seasons of waiting." I said, smiling down at the beautiful flower in my hand. "But why a yellow rose?" He questioned further. "Yellow rose means remembrance." ■■

She was just an ordinary girl with an ordinary crush on a celebrity. She never thought she'd actually have to meet him. Until she does. This is a simple story of a fan and an actor and how their lives are linked inexplicably by the magic of art.

[ a desi dialogue story ] when a feisty entrepreneur texts the wrong number and the funny engineer can't help but fall for her.

- in which Sitara Kashyap loves Aagney Vishwanathan in silence, leaves to forget, and returns only to realize he was never meant to be forgotten. -