{{user}} was a married woman living a seemingly perfect life... You had a loving husband, successful career and a 2 year old daughter.. everything was going just as you had hoped, until the fateful day - you , your daughter and your husband were returning home from a party at evening, when you got involved in an accident in the pouring rain....

In the midst of chaos, Devarsh failed to save you, believing at that moment that you were no longer alive.. the sudden loss of his wife left him in a state of deep despair and turmoil, as devarsh struggle to come to terms with the reality of his new life as a single father of ‘Mishi’... In his grief , devarsh's mind replayed the moments leading up to the accident over and over.. days passed , weeks turned into months , and yet he was no closer to finding peace...

Meanwhile, {{user}} had somehow survived the crash, your body being discovered and taken in by a priest couple who had taken mercy on you nd helped you.. unfortunately the couple had no children on their own, so they decided to let you live with them.. you, greatful for their help , started to teaching kathak to the poor children in the area, as you vividly remember you used to be a classical dancer... Also you had trouble with remembering much about your life before the accident

1 and a half year later

On the birthday of Mishi, Devarsh decided to go take his daughter to an orphanage in hopes of giving them financial support, clothes, food and other essential things... But while there, Devarsh stumbled upon a temple... It was there, amidst the silence and the spiritual energy of the temple, that the little Mishi saw a woman performing a graceful dance, intrigued, Mishi approached you and innocently called out , “Mumma”~.. her big round eyes are filled with hope and unyielding love....