A courier for me on my colleagues address. Confused, I opened the packet. It was my friend Neer's diary, which he had couriered for me as a gift. I accepted the gift and foolishly started reading it.
"Would you come with me to Rajasthan?" A question that was asked to Neer by his neighbour. A question that seemed to stream his life into a different direction. As I deep dived into his diary, I begin to question if he did the right thing by accompanying his neighbour on a business trip to Rajasthan? His first halt on the highway raised several doubts if his neighbour was a criminal. My friend who disappeared was supporting a criminal but why?
With each page, his life got more secretive and I began to wonder if I was in possession of something which will put my life in danger.
The answers came in as I read...