“The moment one dreams is the moment one lives…”

“And I have reached my city of dreams. Here it is. Delhi. Let me take a cab to Sir’s home,” Aastha thought.

It was noon, and she had to reach the institute as soon as possible.

“Everything is the same. Oh, there is a new restaurant. It must have opened recently”. She pondered as she passed through GTB Nagar towards Mukherjee Nagar in a share cab. Mukherjee Nagar housed everyone equally. The same old student crowd crying different relationships, particularly that of a student-teacher.

It was past noon when she reached the Mukherjee Nagar lane where a new banner of Aim...