Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres. Love never fails. Love is a holy fruit nourished by the seeds of trust and respect. What if Aniruddh and his lookalike brother Batuk had stayed under the same roof? What would be the consequences? What traps would Batuk plan for Bondita to throw her out of her brother's life?