Adhyayan disinterestedly reached the Delhi Cantonment Railway Station sharp at eight in the morning on his girlfriend’s demand. Wearing a sky blue polo T-shirt with black denims, Mr. Haughty Shoes was looking hot. With his luggage, he patiently waited for Anvesha who had denied him to pick her up from her studio apartment.

He was busy scrolling down his phone screen checking the news feed anxiously trying to avoid the gaze of other passengers who seemed to be busy in their own world, laughing and giggling, enjoy their lives. He felt fish out of water standing alone like a zombie waiting for his partner to arrive.

On the other hand,...