Abandoned by his very own family, the child stood desolate in the midst of the road, the weight of solitude bearing down upon his fragile shoulders. Lost and adrift, he was engulfed by a maelstrom of uncertainty, devoid of direction, devoid of a place to call home. His gaze wandered aimlessly, until it locked upon a heartrending scene-a child embraced by a loving family. The word "family" reverberated through his mind, stirring a tempest of emotions within him. What was family? A beacon of trust, a haven of care, yet his own had callously cast him aside to grapple with his inner demons alone. Harshly wiping away his tears, he vowed to retreat from their lives forever, to fade away as they seemingly wished. With a resolute spirit, he turned away, determined to forge his own path, far removed from the fleeting bonds of blood.
Every human, plant, animal and everything else on this planet has a name.
A name is an identity. It defines who you are.
Except for her... Her name is not her, but her brothers' identity.
This is a story of a young girl, who faced the burnt of the sins no one committed intentionally.
She was forced to live a life of an orphan and grew up to be the only family of her elder brother.
She was held by his tiny arms and protected by his tender heart.
Nakul Oberoi never knew that his family waited for him and his sister. All he knew that he was not an orphan.
He had slowly gave up on the hope to reunite with his family and had one motive in his life - to give his sister a life better than that in the orphanage that they grew up.
This is a story that goes beyond the bond of Threads that a sister ties on her brother's wrist.
Behind every sister, there is brother holding a bat and asking, "You wanna say that again?"