Riya, the girl next door, is very much one among us. Being born in a simple middle-class family in a small town of India and growing up with big dreams and aspirations, she doesn't know that the real name of life is compromised and settle down with what you get easily.
And then she gets a ravishing opportunity interregnum she falls in love, a virtual one though. Life starts changing its colours. Life is going fine, but a test is done just for curiosity to change everything. She is broken mentally and emotionally. What is her fault for which she is being punished? Does love really exist? Or is the expression of love also just a matter of convenience?
