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‘Why do romantic relationships fade away? Does the magic slowly die? Or do lovers simply wake up one morning realizing they are done? Is it a trick that time plays on happy couples or is it something more profound, an evolution perhaps, of our feelings and our needs?’
Imagine there is a person you know nothing about, who is slowly destroying your marriage. Imagine there is a stranger who enters your life and makes you realize you are living a lie. Imagine there is a love so deep that you need to sacrifice everything you have to save it. Imagine you find out your partner is cheating on you. What will you do?
Naina, Ayesha, Kavita and Kaajal are four women who know nothing about each other and live cocooned in their individual worlds. Until one day, they’re forced to reckon with shocking truths they never imagined! Their desires haunt them, provoke them and make them fight to choose a new path in their lives. Will these women survive their stories of passion, betrayal and pain?
Bestselling author and film writer Madhuri Banerjee brings to you a new romantic thriller that interweaves varied stories of women and their passions, to show us how all relationships ultimately crash into each other.
Harshvardhan. At least that’s what she tried to convince herself. She texted him: Maybe a quick coffee? They met a few hours later. Far from being closure, it heralded a beginning. 15 ‘Why would you ever give up photography?’ Harshvardhan and Ayesha were having dinner at the Oberoi in a quiet, reserved corner of a restaurant and he was regaling her with tales of other politicians he refused to name. Ayesha was enjoying his company and he also listened to stories from her life, her
when Varun is transferred back to Lucknow. Then I’ll just have to get on Tinder, right?’ Tarini said with a laugh. Kaajal wondered if she should speak to her married man about this. If he never planned to leave his wife, then what would she tell her family? Ultimately she wanted a companion in her life. It need not be a marriage certificate, but just someone to depend on. She had hoped her love, her passion and her dedication would have proved how much she needed him in her life and vice versa.
least. And they give us money for our vacations and house renovations and whatever we need to buy. For conversations, we have all of you!’ Simran had clarified it to her, ‘Dekh simple si baat hai. I don’t want to slog. My parents wanted me to get married and have kids and I’ve done that. Aur Gurmeet aur main bohat khush hain. We do talk. He tells me about his business and I listen to him. And when he wants me to be home, I’m at home. When he wants food, I make sure it’s there. And when he wants
truly benevolent or simply rich. Arjun nodded. ‘I do alright. I want my daughter to be happy. And she’s a well-settled individual. She sees how much I do for her mother and never begrudges me.’ Every time his gaze rested on her, her heart skipped a beat. Naina thought it was incredibly noble of him. She was enamoured by this mild-mannered, good-natured man. He was incredibly handsome, fit for his age and kind-hearted. Her face felt flushed with the anticipation of something new. Naina helped
politician ever.’ ‘You’re really brilliant, Jaishree!’ ‘Please! Mujhe woh mat bulao.’ ‘Tumhara asli naam hai. The one our parents gave.’ ‘You’re the only one who calls me that. And no one even knows that name. I like being Pinky. The silly, stupid beautician with a small parlour and a complicated life.’ ‘I’m always there for you, Jaishree.’ Pinky smiled. ‘I know, Harsh bhaiya.’ ‘Will you come to the party?’ ‘No. You know there will be too many reporters and too many questions.’ ‘I know.