dil se

a desolated railway platform in a rainy night...
Amar trying to start the conversation with the sole companion, a stranger wrapped in a black blanket...
a gush of wind cruel enough to blow away blanket and mercilful enough to show him, her charismatic enigmatic face...
a quiver of excitement superpowering his shivering body...
he felt obliged to do something for her... even plucking some stars thrown wasted all over the sky... but she asks for a cup of tea! he runs fast ... wakes up the tea shop owner urges him to a cup of tea fast... he hears approach of train... his hearts starts beating faster... he grabs the hot tea... he runs back to the platform...
this time it is truly desolated... without her...
she is in the moving train with her fixed eyes penetrating through him...
alas !in a wisp of a second that brutal train carried away that eyes along with it...
he slowly comes out of shades,into the rain...
some rain drops plunge into the tea in his held out hand to make a rhythmic music...
he blurts out along with his melancholy mixed smile...these words!
"it is the shortest love story ever in the history"
poor Amar... he doesnt know it is going to be the best love story in the movie history...