To wait or not to wait, Vashishth beautifully brings out his dilemna by narrating a story of two birds. Will he wait for Maayesha? Or will he give up?

Love tests your patience like nothing else. Will Vashishth pass this test? Or will he succumb to his impatience and stop writing letters to Maayesha?

RJ Vashishth, the man who patiently pours his heart out on letters, one after the other, is now angry with Maayesha. Why?

After such a long wait, when they stand together, will they tread the path of love? Will she finally hold his hand, and take him to the fairyland? Or she will just disappear like a shooting star?

Love is best preserved through memories. But how has RJ Vashishth preserved his love? Also, what will happen when they meet again? Will they finally confess?

RJ Vashishth has been writing letters to Maayesha, but what if she never reads them? Will he forever wait for her?

After the spring of few meetings, Maayesha has gone back. His only companions are his ‘ifs.’ What if she could have stayed? What if they could have met again?

The sanguine touch of poetry is a magic potion to many withered relationships. But will its charm work when RJ Vashishth sees her lady love again after such a long time?

Love is like wine, the older the better. RJ Vashishth reminisces about his beloved- her gait, smile and how she talked. But could they still be together? Or destiny will play its part and do them ‘part’?

The glint in her eyes, tresses waving in the air, the skin that glows like soft dew; the first meetings often sow the seed of love. But did it happen with RJ Vashishth too? Did Cupid shoot him with the arrow of love in his heart?