When Samrat came back from his memory lane, he looked around at his present helplessly.

“Even though it’s most painful, today I will accept that she is not Simmi, she is Simran Goenka. My childhood sweetheart Simran. From now on you will not be Simmi anymore, but Simran Goenka.”

Samrat blabbered to himself like a maniac.

“Simran, even though I don’t know anything about your whereabouts, still I will look for you. I will rummage the entire world and find you at any cost. Yes, I have to find my Simran, to get rid of these ridiculous thoughts of Dr. Simmi Oberoi.”

“I don’t even have any picture of you,...