When Sai's Abha inspector Kamal Joshi passes away, his apprentice Virat Chavan is left to pick up the pieces. Guilt leads him to Sai, Kamal Joshi's daughter. Embark on this short journey to discover how these two strangers meet and become one...
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Flashback
It's Kamal sir's funeral today. My mentor, my guide and at last my savior. He saved my life. He didn't think twice before coming between me and the bullet meant to pierce through my heart. As I close my eyes, I feel my throat constrict and tears roll down my cheeks. I see flashes of Kamal sir breathing his last in my arms. His last whisper was "Sai". Sai, Kamal sir's daughter. A fresh set of tears leave my eyes. Although, I never met Sai, I knew her through Kamal sir's countless memories and stories. I knew I had to give her closure. I needed to see her.
I slowly opened my eyes and there she stood. Her back facing me as she cremated her father's body. I approach her and stood by her. I finally muster the courage to look up, the guilt still eating at me inside. As my eyes laid on her face, I'm left awestruck. I can't look away. I can see the pain shining through her eyes, yet I'm stuck on her beautiful tear-streaked cheeks. I realize in that moment that I haven't seen anyone more mesmerizing than Sai and feel my heart tighten. I am so lost in her that I don't notice when she acknowledges my presence. As her eyes meet mine for the first time, she sears my soul with her piercing gaze and the next moment she faints, as I cradle her head in my arms.
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I rush her to the hospital. I watch her lying on the hospital bed and shed more tears as I feel the burden of my guilt.
"I'm sorry Sai".
A few days pass. I stay informed on Sai's health. She was discharged and is now home. I knew I had to meet her again and tell her the truth.
I was let into Kamal sir's house and walked to her room. I stopped at the door as I see her sitting in silence. Staring into nothingness. Her eyes moist, telling a story of their own. I feel my heart squeeze thinking about the unfortunate incident I need to share with her. I was about to step in when I hear a silent cry leave her lips. I stood still. I can't do this. I was about to step out, but it was too late.
