Ravi never know that these forms of days he has to witnessed, he works as a writing assistant for an enigmatic writer of a thriving OTT platforms creating web series and it's a good platform and as an assistant Ravi managed to make a good earning and being in the creative field and seeing the life as of no significance most of the time he is in effect of alcohol. Writing for him is a hobby for him and he never knows when that hobby turns into a passion for him and after working for mundane jobs he become more dissatisfied with the job he never wants to write for earning bread he wants to create a magical world where if someone s reads his stories so he became one with the story that he wants to tell so in the world there's only two creatures which creates mysteries men and women so Ravi being contagious to create most of the time loathed in his imagination and see that there is no point in dealing with the world, and another of his urges, he seeks that something will come and be written from his consciousness spring nothing fruitful appeared than he tried from the unconscious side that what to do be there and its surfaced bared open in front of him.

One evening became restless in the effect of alcohol he wants to share his feelings with some ones but as none of his friends took interests in his chatters so he go to mundane whisky bars the cheapest of the societies where bourgeoise are sitting and drinking the cheapest of the alcohols and talking to the point of shouting and drinking to the point where they forget who are them when enters and it's all days scene they slept on the outside of the bar and no one cares after spending whole night hardly they reach to their homes if there any.