This story is just a story, a normal love story. How much a person can or how many people can relate to it, I don't know. Well...I'm writing it anyway.
This story started for a reason. Well, let the reason be untold.
And, thanks to so many people who encouraged me to keep writing. It's a long list but I will start. Thanks to Mamma(for countless reasons :-*), Daddy(-do- :-*), Bubu didi(didisundori, for inspiring me to keep writing), Oindrila(my boy-girl, I love you), Debasmita(I don't know if you'll ever see your name here, but if you...), Rinika(my polar bear ♥♥), Shreya(for reading the previous 'bekar' fanfics and telling me I can try), Banani(for being Fia ;-)), Indranil(for the cover, the poem inspirations, the 'heroism' and so many other things), Nandini(darling! Thanks for bearing this pain-in-the-ass newfangled author!), Rupkatha(for reading everything three years ago, even the late night texts), Divyajyoti(my biggest critique :-/), Shiropa(for listening to the stories in the metro), Asmita(←←→→↑↓↑), Swastika(for being as Dadu), Upasana(for being the Kamala I could count on), Ashbera(if you had not insisted me on reading your story...), Shirsha(for irritating me, really), Siddhartha(mera bhai!) and many more.