One of them will remember the day over and over, imagining multiple 'what if' possibilities. But throbbing young love does not care for the brewing storm. Nor for the masks that have been on the faces that they had known for long. But when the storm blows, the masks will fall away and every step the two took would look naive and dangerous.
Reshmi completely believes in writing the stories that she wants to read. If readers enjoy them too, it is a happy bonus for her. And she is always bonus hungry.