On the isolated shores of Jambudwip Islands:

I tilted the rudder and landed on the alluring island of my dreams, where walls were trees and roads were streams. The hustling and bustling streets with the city lights and those incessant honking cars though still seemed quite far off.

That silent night on the shores made me wonder a little more about reality. 'Is what we seek is what we need? Or, is what we think we need is the right deed?'

Arya didn't know when he extended a helping hand to an accident victim, he himself will be pulled down into the nether world of drugs, mafia, and sex-traffickers. Sabotaged by two female mafias, who toss his life into an abyss, Arya curses his fate. "Why did I choose to save him! Why did I choose humanity over my fears?" he asks himself. Will he find answer to these questions?

Well! What doesn't make a good life makes a good story, doesn't it?