It all started in Presidency College. The first kiss, the first bout of anger, the first getting wet in the rain. Shreya and Srijan loved what they had. They loved being in love, cuddly, cosy and always into each other. They were the sort, who were outcasted from society due to their "coupletiness" . They existed in a world segregated from friends, family. They were mesmerised by each other, in a sense they started living in a virtual world that they created, until one day when Srijan went abroad. He realised the potential of being alone, of creating for himself, for the joy which he didn't know could come from sheer self indulgence. He realised the matters if the heart blunts the brain, cripples it, makes it focus on things which need lesser attention. He realised that the relationship though beautiful was a hindrance. He realised that the world is a vast place and "perfect" can't lie within one.... Years went by and things changed. No one
"The time is out of Joint, O'cursed spite , that I was born to set it right..."