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In a crazy caffeine craze and lack of sleep, one night Nyra had written an email to the Thakar & Thakar firm asking for an internship not as an aspiring lawyer, but as a psychology student, who dreams to explore the world of crime through the lens of psychology and learn by shadowing the best in the world of law, Vamika Thakar. The next thing she knows is that she is packing her bags and flying back to Mumbai. Now here she is, standing in front of the door that is going to lead to the next whirlwind of 6 months. As she waits to meet her idol her hopes are literally crushed by her bumping and spilling all her coffee on a well tailored wall that was staring down at her like rather than the coffee it was her who was a blemish in his way too shiny shoes.
For Zian, since he has returned back home from New York, to learn the ropes in his family's firm, everything has been like clockwork - get up, gym, shower, eat breakfast, go to work, return from work, hangout with his friends or spend time with his family, sleep. There were no other changes, the occasional events that were there, but nothing major. Nothing like the 5'7 chaos that had just crashed into me and my life and left her marks all over. Nor was he ready to see her every time he went to meet his mom, or even outside the work space she started to occupy and slowly took over his thoughts. Soon his routine was interrupted with her chatter and the sound of her laughter and the annoying jingling of all her bracelets. He was ready to get her kicked out, to do anything to get his space back. She started it by slapping me. Now I will end it by making her regret it