Vidhi brushed back her hair,put on a lip gloss,ready with the freshness of youth on her face and a spring in her step boarded the bus for college.Cultural festival was going on and today Vikrant was going to perform.She remembered the day on Fresher’s party when he had sung strumming his guitar,”Ek Main aur Ek Tu”looking directly into her eyes and she had fallen for him. It was 3pm and Vikrant’s name had been announced twice. Where was he?
Aaryan came with a pale face and told that there has been an accident just a few yards away from college.Vidhi rushed to the spot and saw a pool of blood and a broken guitar lying on the street. The boy driving the bike had been grievously injured and the one riding pillion without helmet ,died on the spot.