The noises have stopped. There's this silence now, spread everywhere, visible everywhere. He could feel the numbness covering him up, the darkness seeping deeper into him. The blood beneath felt chilled, like that is the only sensation that is real there. The voices that he let go, the cry that he shouts out; all of them disperse into the nothingness. And only the impossible exists. The hymn of the silence makes everything impossible to decipher. He is lonely. He is scared. And all he hears is the numbness that haunts him, the silence that surrounds him. And they are brutal.
Aayan is a normal school boy, with simple over the wall dreams, rapid, vivid imagination and some close hearted hardcore buddies. He is a teenager like any of us, fighting his way through the hardships that comes along. Moving past his fear of breaking a conversation, dissolving the boundaries that society puts in between genders, putting along all negativity, he fell in love. And he accepted all the hurdles that came along that to push through to Trisha. But he wasn't able to confess to her. Darkness swept in before that and all hell went lose.
What would you do if you are stuck in your own mind, in your own prison from where the only way out is by defeating your own self? What would you do if every memory of your past feels plastic to you, when all kind of depression and anxiety and loneliness haunts you? What would Aayan do? Or maybe, what would Trisha do? The girl that he fell in love with, the girl that rejected him! The girl that may actually be the reason for all that! Would she be the one who frees him? Or would it be his childhood friends? Or would his dead mother come back to walk him through all that? Would the father who used to drown in alcohol pull out of his pain, just to make his son feel safe again? The story started the day when he was made to forget everything. It started when all that he felt was pushed into some deep dark corner. It started when the darker side took over. And it started the day that he died!