Driving like a professional racer, Sidd stormed his way through the crowds in the streets of Mumbai with his new BMW 6 series. Another year had passed, and by now, Reem's frame did not inhabit itself in his room; it had probably been crushed under the heavy materials in the recycling truck. He had gotten rid of her from his life. She had left him, his house, and he also decided to start his life anew. Another year had passed, and Sidd was now stuck in traffic. He brushed a hand through his hair and rested it on his forehead impatiently. Just then, he saw a sight that attracted him. A young woman was eating gol gappas on the roadside, in front of the stall. He rolled the window down and saw her beautiful smile and dimple. The signal turned green but Sidd had no idea as he was too busy submerging himself into this sight. The cars behind him started horning, unaware the mega star was driving and he jumped and came out of his bubble. He drove off, still looking at the silky, smooth hair that sailed down this woman's back. 
That night, he tossed and turned, thinking about the girl he saw. What must her name be?