SYNOPSIS

SYNOPSIS

In a small riverside town in Nadia, West Bengal, 17-year-old Riddhiman Ghosh leads a quiet, poetic life—until Abhi Saha, a rebellious cricket star, crashes into it. Assigned to work on a school festival together, their connection ignites an intense, secret affair.

As their relationship grows more passionate, it also spirals into obsession, guilt, and dangerous secrecy. Torn between desire and dread, love and fear, Riddhi must decide how far he will go for the boy who sees through him—and whether stolen love is worth drowning in.

📖 CHAPTER 1 – Rain and Eyes

Nadia. The monsoon sky hung heavy above the narrow lanes of Riddhiman’s world. Grey shadows flooded the old school corridors of Bhagirathi Higher Secondary. Rain pattered on tin roofs. Pages curled inside notebooks.

Riddhi sat alone behind the cycle shed, legs crossed, notebook open. He scribbled under a line of Tagore's poetry:

> "Tui jodi brishti hoye porish— ami tobe matir gondho hoye uthbo."

(If you fall like rain, I’ll rise like the scent of wet earth.)

“Ki re Ghosh, kobita naki love letter?” a deep voice asked.

He looked up. Abhi.

Cricket bat in hand. Shirt open at the collar. Rainwater streaking his forehead. A smile—not warm, not mocking. Something in between.

Riddhi flushed. He closed the diary quickly. “Kobita…”

Abhi stepped closer. Too close. “Tomake niye likhbi? Ami model hobo.”

Riddhi stammered, eyes darting to the mud.

> He smells like sweat, rain, and something burning inside me.

CHAPTER 2 – Saraswati and Secrets

Two days later, the teacher assigned the boys in pairs for the Saraswati Puja decoration.

“Riddhiman Ghosh – Abhi Saha. You two handle the pandal lighting.”

Riddhi’s pulse stopped.

They worked after school, up on ladders, hanging yellow bulbs and white veils. Abhi joked, flirted, pushed limits. He smoked behind the temple wall.

One evening, Riddhi forgot his diary on the steps.

Abhi picked it up.

He didn’t laugh. He didn’t tell. He just read—and handed it back.

“You write like you want to drown,” he said.

Riddhi whispered, “Maybe I do.”

Abhi leaned in. “Then drown in me.”

CHAPTER 3 – The Rooftop

That night, Riddhi waited alone on his rooftop.

Abhi appeared, rain-soaked. Without a word, he pulled Riddhi close and kissed him.

It was wet, trembling, electric.

They kissed until the thunder rolled across the town.

They didn’t talk much. They didn’t need to. Their hands did the speaking—exploring, claiming.

Riddhi moaned into Abhi’s neck as he was pressed against the wall. Clothes half-off. Hips grinding. Unspoken fire.

Later, they sat, panting.

“You okay?” Abhi asked.

“No,” Riddhi said, “I’m drowning.”

CHAPTER 4 – Possession

Their affair intensified.

Empty classrooms. Quiet corners of the river ghat. A locked storeroom after cricket practice. Hot mouths. Gasps. Spilled ink and hurried zippers.

But Abhi became possessive.

When a classmate smiled at Riddhi, Abhi knocked over his desk.

“You’re mine,” he hissed later, kissing him rough.

Riddhi didn’t resist. He liked it. Maybe too much.

📖 CHAPTER 5 – The Biology Lab

They snuck into the biology lab one afternoon. Glass beakers, skeletons, the faint smell of formalin.

Abhi kissed him on the lab table. Pulled his kurta up. Whispered Bengali filth into his ear.

Suddenly—footsteps.

A teacher entered. They froze, crouched beneath the desk, pressed chest-to-back.

When the teacher left, Riddhi collapsed in Abhi’s lap, laughing and crying.

“I’ll get caught.”

“You already are,” Abhi whispered.

📖 CHAPTER 6 – The Boat

One day, they escaped.

They stole a school day, went to the riverbank near Krishnanagar, where half-sunk boats rested in silence.

They made love inside one, under the open sky. Abhi undressed him slowly, reverently. Riddhi touched every scar on his back.

After, they lay tangled, sun on their bare skin.

Abhi murmured, “If I vanish… will you wait?”

“I'll wait even if I drown.”

📖 CHAPTER 7 – Vanishing

Then Abhi stopped coming.

No messages. No rooftop.

Days passed. Rumors swirled. Someone saw him fight with a teacher. Another said he’d been caught with drugs.

Riddhi waited every night. Rain fell again. He opened the diary.

He saw the line Abhi had written the night of the boat:

> "Jodi ami hari jai, tor modhye thakbo."

(If I disappear, I’ll still live inside you.)

📖 CHAPTER 8 – Interrogation

The school called Riddhi in. Headmaster. Two teachers. Closed door.

“Did you know what Abhi was doing?”

Riddhi shook his head.

“Did he give you anything inappropriate?”

“No, Sir.”

“Your name was in a letter found in his desk.”

“I don't know anything.”

They didn’t believe him. But they couldn’t prove anything.

He left, stomach twisted.

📖 CHAPTER 9 – Goodbye Diary

That evening, Riddhi took his diary to the rooftop.

He read every poem. Every kiss. Every moan written in ink.

Then he lit a match.

The pages curled and blackened, the fire spitting as rain began to fall.

He whispered:

> “Jolchorai chhilo. Chupchap churi. Keu bujhlo na.”

(“It was stolen water. Quiet theft. No one understood.”)

He didn’t cry.

 EPILOGUE – Years Later

Riddhi stood at the old riverbank, now an adult. A teacher himself.

He found the same half-sunken boat. they felt that this is the time for ....

The first line:

> "Ami ekhono tor chhaya hoye achhi, Abhi."

(“I’m still your shadow, Abhi.”)

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