“Pitch dark. Extreme Silence. Felt like vacuum. I opened my eyes and found nothing familiar. Where am I? First of all, who am I?” “Ashruth says I was head over heels in love with him. He says our wedding was fixed. But there is no trace of love for him in me. I don’t remember anything. Why would I have loved this pumpkin?” “San was drunk but I got intoxicated. I had fallen for him gradually. I can’t imagine marrying anyone else. But how do I stop my wedding now?” “Don’t say I am dead. I am all alive, standing right in front of you. I am not dead. Trust me.” And the secret comes to light. Just you, me and a secret -A battle between past, present and the ‘nothing’ called future.

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Ganga Bharani Vasudevan Author is a popular blogger and a documentary film maker. She has two award winning documentaries to her credit. Simple girl with complicated dreams.