One day before her wedding, her fiancé called her and asked her to come to a hotel near her home. She came and there they both chatted, discussed, laughed, planned and shared their feelings about each other. She was so happy to know that her fiancé loved her so much that he praised her beauty, her hands, her eyes, her smile, her voice, her everything. Suddenly a waiter came and gave a key to her fiancé, a key of the room booked by him. She was shy but was excited and nervous. What could be the surprise? She took the initiative and held his hand and said, "I really want to see what surprise you have planned for me." He gave a devilish smile and said, "Let’s go my dear." They were in lift and the excitement was visible enough on their faces. Both were slumbering on the bed of imagination when suddenly her cell phone rang.

It was her mother, saying that her father was in the hospital and to come back. She stopped the lift and went back, leaving her fiancé alone.

Coming home she came to know it was a minor jerk and nothing else. She regretted leaving her fiancé like that and breaking her plans without even seeing the surprise.

Next day was the wedding day and she waited in her room with bated breath. But groom and his family had not reached yet. Bored, she turned on the TV where she saw the news about the plan crash. With nothing to interest her, she switched it off and went back to her world of imagination.

It has already been 3 hours but the groom and his family had still not reached. Everyone was nervous now.