Anjali has lived all her life as a guy. Football, the only love of her life, kept her on the manhood path. She had always won the game and had gathered herself a whole lot of groupies. The heartbeat of countless women, Anjali, had never given a thought about her own love life before she bumped into Arnab. Her life went upside down. But what amazed her more was her transformation from Mr. Anjali to Ms. Anjali. It was a devil's work. But, she didn't hesitate. The sparks she felt for Arnab was worth every try. But, little did she know, everyone of her effort was going to crash back into her face. She became successful in marrying him and he came with a package. A package where he had already put his heart into someone else's name and where there was no place for Anjali? The only place Anjali could think of was to go back where she had come from but, to Anjali's remorse he wouldn't let her leave. No matter what she did, he had a way to counter that and soon, she started to find herself surrounded by explosions of butterflies. His words seemed like love songs and she had no defense against that. But, Anjali had to stop before it was too late. Before she had crossed the path from where there was no coming back.